Simplicity is
a head covered with a white plastic bag
raindrops pit-patting in unpredictable rhythm
infiltrating the cuffs of my sleeve
a dark blue plate covered with striking white feta
more than morsels left behind
radiating a guilty ambivalence
a sidewalk covered with animal crackers
blue-lidded container atop a brick row
sitting humpty-dumpty style
my hands covered with wrinkles
the smell of dish soap
nestling between each fingerprint ridge
Simplicity is breathing,
knowing that in the moment comfort is finally achieved,
all this must be given up.
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