I’ll Admit

By Dimitri

Written as part of Sunset in My Heart

I’ll admit that I’m not sure that this inquiry is even productive. I am fidgeting. I pull my phone out my pocket, click it open. No, I do not weep at the world – i am too busy sharpening my oyster knife. And so I wear the armour of cynicism, and hide behind the great walls of irony and only glimpse beauty with my back turned to it.