too old
to be
this way.
coz
the hills are
crooked again.
sore backs
from lifting the horizon
close to this
avoidant sun
chopping up
your living room to
bars of light
and shadow.
if I sit just so
I can rest
half gold and half
whatever is left of me.
coz is a writer and artist based in the gullet of los angeles. everything they write is fiction unless it's true. you can contact them via their abandoned (but checked on) instagram @coz.jpg.