Warm grass

I would rather inhale this smell of warm grass than
Chew asphalt but
Nothing in life is free
There is no rainbow without the rain
No rest without the journey
Yet all paybacks are past conversations
Irrelevant to now
And all wars are outdated revenge:
Bloodshed to cleanse what?
And since only women bleed anyway
How is this a solution?
Causality is linear only as
A logical fallacy

I recently saw a rainbow in the distance
Where the rain had come and gone
But I remained dry
That nothing in life is free is
An absolute lie is obvious
And you only swallow it with the black asphalt
If you have never inhaled the smell of
Warm grass


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