there’s a spot on the ceiling
I know what it’s from
but you don’t
all I’m saying is
I try not to focus on it
to listen to what you’re saying
you can talk to me
the smooth white
interrupted by this one
little spot
of faded dusky pink
so out of place, so odd
if you ever want to
you probably never noticed it
not the ceiling
not my spot
funny, now
that it’s still around
listening to the things I tell it








Funny how a spot on a wall has a secret story. Enjoyed this