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01
30 Days of Me April 2026

The Cabin

Days passed without measure.
I stopped counting them.


The noise in my head
did not leave at once.
It fought.
It circled back.
It tried to make itself important.

But the woods are patient.

They do not argue.
They outlast.

02
30 Days of You April 2026

Late

I only stand here now,
in this small crossing of lives,
aware that I am late,
but not lost.

Because something in me
recognized something in you
as if the universe,
despite its endless distance,
still knew how to bend
two separate paths
into a single moment.

03
30 Days of You April 2026

Masha

I do not come
with clever sentences
or the language of certainty.
I come only
with the small trembling truth
that appears
when someone begins to matter.

I Was Not Expecting You - The Fat Poet 04
30 Days of You March 2026

I Was Not Expecting You

I wasn't expecting you,
to find me when I was lost in thought,
wrapped in my own solitude,
content with the silence that had grown
familiar,
only to have it broken by the sound of your laughter,
a sound that now echoes through my heart.

05
Awakening November 2025

Life Beyond The Stars

I have loved
with the gravity of planets
clung to bodies
as if they were
lifeboats sailing toward
the infinite hush

06
30 Days of You October 2025

Luna

You are the quiet moon, Luna
you speak little,
but each word turns
the earth beneath me.

07
30 Days of You October 2025

Whatever This Is

And so
I let it be.
No forcing the current,
no rushing the sun.
Just one day,
then another,
on and on,
until whatever this is
becomes
what it’s meant to be.

08
30 Days of Me October 2025

I Smile For You

I smile for you,
because love,
when it’s true,
is stronger than loud thunder,
gentler than falling leaves,
patient as the deep roots,
clinging to mountain’s dark heart.

09
30 Days of You April 2025

What Mends

Your pretty smile
is a hush beneath thunder,
a gentle harbor
in the stresses of man’s days.
The world shouts, breaks, and tumbles -
but you,
you are the smile
that mends it.

10
30 Days of Me March 2025

Second Wind

Another sunrise.
Another chance
to get it right.
And I will.
Because the fire’s back -
quiet,
controlled,
mine.