February 16 2023

Vera Kurnev

Enjoying the stillness
It is not a fountain but a water feature
And in this twisted landscape
Before this stone protrusion
People pass like accidents
Full of awful possibility

I like it here
even though
I’m supposed to

And I have such a highschool feeling
Like inarticulate and directionless anger
Some sort of affectation

I miss myself so much