Pretty Corners Catch the Eye

there was no way to tell
before
just how
hard a floor could be
                     no reason to know
the hours one could zoom
through days
dazed, cross legged
seated posing
laptops on laps
tablets on tummies
work life balance

Circa 2008 by Teri Donovan

charging souls
previewing self
on mute
(unmute)
finding all the pretty corners

wanderlust in dusty corners

trying to seduce
nature onto shiny
plastic trees

                     editing myself
                     for myself

curating tiny boxes
for tiny boxes
moveable backstories involving art
or if they don’t they will

a teak lamp
an old typewriter
anything whimsical, whiskery
(Oh, the cats)
dressing to catch the eye and say

                     i’m happy here
                     i’m just fine
                     my minutiae tells you so