I miss seeing their smiles
every morning ∘ How could I
have been so slow to notice
them ∘ They were the ones
who shared those finite
seconds with me, and I
let them slip by my lazy
crying eyes ∘ now we sigh ∘
some of us do die inside • damn
nostalgia • when will it not work?
Would you ever really want it not
to? Sort of like exchanging your life
for someone else’s – remember
the other day when you said
you wanted to do that? You
were so viciously sad • Now What?

(8/25/26)
To make money from your art
Make money for your art
⤷ How much money?
$* ******* ******* $