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Eagerly, Now
As lonely
as my poems
are
I'm sure they're doing just
fine.
No, not poems, that's
pretentious.
Just letters
to my
mother
and father
and lovers
so they don't
forget me.
So they
don't
leave for
new pleasures,
new
winks, clinks, and
miles to walk on
like they did
me.
Just kidding.
No, not miles,
that's too
pretentious.
I'm weak today.
as my poems
are
I'm sure they're doing just
fine.
No, not poems, that's
pretentious.
Just letters
to my
mother
and father
and lovers
so they don't
forget me.
So they
don't
leave for
new pleasures,
new
winks, clinks, and
miles to walk on
like they did
me.
Just kidding.
No, not miles,
that's too
pretentious.
I'm weak today.
Published 5th Jul 2012
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- Edited 15th May 2018 11:36am
5th Jul 2012 10:11am
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6th Jul 2012 00:42am
winks, clinks, and
miles to walk on
like they did
me.
yes, SO nice to see you around and WRITING!
i had worried a few times that the desert
had swallowed you up, but then realized my
foolishness, as, of course, the desert was
the one in need of worry: "I'm not IN danger,
I AM the danger." (Walter from 'Breaking Bad')
:) (you're always on my reading list)
miles to walk on
like they did
me.
yes, SO nice to see you around and WRITING!
i had worried a few times that the desert
had swallowed you up, but then realized my
foolishness, as, of course, the desert was
the one in need of worry: "I'm not IN danger,
I AM the danger." (Walter from 'Breaking Bad')
:) (you're always on my reading list)
