Small

In the bottom of this emptying tub

Still draped in bubbles

I’m struck with this feeling of smallness.

I did my best today

With the lemons thrown at me

By that higher power I choose to call

Future self; hindsight.

She’s shady, and elusive

But leading to something

Huge.

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