It can be tempting to think I am a machine

 
It can be tempting to think I am a machine
efficient,
calculating,
knocking out that to-do list
until I hit a glitch
until the machine breaks down
until I come to a garden with a single lily growing
and behold it with my eyes, my flesh
lungs breathing in, breathing out
 
 
© Meisaan Chan
 
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