Taxonomy

Hiding under the portrait of being seen,

purpose sleeping in Endymion’s stasis bed,

a million bitter agonies tightly held:

life becomes a lesson in constantly letting go.

it reminds me——

there is no taxonomical distinction between a frog and a toad;

a toad is just a frog no one wants around

Published by meganporterpoetry

Poet. Writer.

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