the line between
the simple and the complex
have been snapped.

and I have been slapped.

It is not a question anymore
of simple things
I used to love
rather
out of complexity.

It is confusing
when simplicity leaves you,
just then,
you fall in love with it
realizing it had been much too complex.

celine charcoal

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-simple-thing/