How do I love thee?, Let me count the ways

An achievement. “But” 

Lists are 

Set in 


Love can’t format to assume linear growth.

Love never completes. 


Lists are 

Set in 


Such permanence 

Confuses fog

For a haunting.

Agency lingers 

In memories 

Without names.

Natural phenomena 

Exists beyond

Consideration for 


In love,

Fog censors growth

Following the ascent, 

To get stuck among 

Blue skies 

And roses

In love,

Is there too.

Published by akcola

AK Cola is a pop-culture war veteran.

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