As fast as a goat on fire
the dust bunnies multiply
and my fingers land in small places
talent hidden in the cracks of seldom cleaned keyboards
self-doubt and neglected regret fester
and grow as a helium ballon fills quickl… bbang!
and quiet if the loudest sound I’ve ever heard
silence festers too, and breaks with as little as a whimper
and as diffucultly as dragging yourself naked through twisted, rusted metal
is breaking it can be even harder
potato listens
hands pick
moment happening
and ya missed it you just had to blink, didn’t yah?
rolling slowly and still getting mossy
stoned or not
cold or hot
can I get a side of cheese with that iprc makes me pee
hanging out at your house ahh aren’t u guys cute
HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAVE THIS POEM AS A GIFT
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Hi Mouse. How's it going? ~Rachel
As always, your poetry is breathtaking.... by the way.
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