Sitting here with a beige apron on, A white sheet is spread right in-front of me, I smoke my cigarette while I look outside my window…

 

Sitting here with a beige apron on,

A white sheet is spread right in-front of me,

I smoke my cigarette while I look outside my window,

To see blue skies and the sound of birds on a tree,

My table-cloth has turned beige with left over elements just sitting there waiting for me,

A tea-cup and an old tea bag,

Some lavender flowers sitting separately,

A black notebook hidden under a cooking pan,

That is just empty.

– Free Thoughts, Creative Writing – inspired by this instagram photo I stumbled upon TheGhostOnMyBack 

Photograph from cookbooksandpoetry.com/

Photograph from cookbooksandpoetry.com/

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