The new concrete wall
beside my house
is looking raw
The new romcom movie
on my laptop
is looking flimsy
The new asphalt road
behind my backyard
is looking awkward
The new crop of fungus
on my bathroom wall
is looking at peace
The new cotton bedsheet
on my bed
is looking neat
because
I know I am not sleeping on it
anytime soon.
It knows that the seepage
will win.
It knows the playground that
lost out.
It knows it has nothing
to tell.
It knows it has to stand on
its own.
