Everchanging seasons

Like the seasons
every 3 months
you change
your mind
It seems you’re not the kind
of person
that sticks with one thing
It got me winter depressed
and Autumnly tired
Back and forth
like a swing
It seems like you
are barbwired
So you don’t have
to be attached
to anything.

(This poem is a preview of the first posy I am currently working on. And was also published in the online magazine Detox from Society) ~ Joni Siahailatua

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