#311 moving the curtains

sometime days so much or so little fanning like an undersea anemone the ripples moving the curtains sometimes nights nothing is everything moonlight slivers work their way through moving the curtains spent like coins on so much forgotten nothing afraid these will be the same we’re not made to make every moment count we’re wired to miss most everything moving the curtains spent like coins on so much forgotten nothing afraid these will be the same epw 2.25.08 perrysburg, oh