my white room

i never saw a moor—
i never saw the sea—
yet know i how the heather looks
and what a billow be.



i add buckwheat to 
my soup and it smells like baby food,
mashed peas makes it green. i`m happy
with the second one, tasty and colorful

and i always like grinded black pepper on
avocado, opened dark purple zara bag 
with this knife and spoon - its been waiting
for such a nice dinner.

floors are covered with
envelopes and ribbons papers ropes
all day long home 

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