Everything is fine.

Why waste your words on time,

Or time on words

When thoughts provide

Agreeable asides?

But when

The meaning falls through—


Everything is not fine.

A lettered pattern, vacant now,

Replaces tea and talk.

The arts subside

The feelings collide—

Silenced. Symbols instead.


Not everything is fine.

A meaningless babble extends.

Head over heels, heels over heads

The phrases rearranged,

Omitted, reversed.


Everything is not.



by Jenora Vaswani 

Jenora Vaswani has a website which she procrastinates on when not writing essays, consuming chocolate chip cookies or chasing after elusive meanings. Have a look if you fancy:

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