We are at our best at our worst.
Maybe it takes scorched earth
before we realize we’ve gone too far.
Textured, contextual, mutual hatred
followed by sulfurous belching
bouts of snipers picking off young fruit
windfalls through centuries.
When will it be enough
to be more than enough?
We’re at our best at our worst —
until we aren’t.
a great write li đź’śđź’ś
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CA thanks <3
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Nice one Lisa…
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Thanks, Max. I never even signed on yesterday. Went up north with a friend to see the sequoia. Beautiful day for it also. Will be posting on it soon.
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Oh cool! Yea it’s helped me Lisa not signing in at all at times. Not that i don’t miss the communication…I do…but sometimes I need that time to finish other things.
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Asiegbu’s words are powerful, as are yours.
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Paul, thank you very much.
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Much deserved – my pleasure Li ❤️
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Someone I didn’t know–thanks for the link. (K)
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You’re welcome, K.
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