Tuesday, 25 April 2017

25. I CAN'T EVEN

When I say I can’t even think straight I mean
I am a bent wombat and things are better like

this. There might be many straight things
from a distance but when you get close they’re

like the necks of giraffes. Grateful. They’re like
the Jack of Hearts. When I say bent I include

many things but mainly you in the pink and
me in the stairwell. They say eighty percent of

dragonflies have done it this way but who needs
excuses from the bugs? When I say I can’t even

think straight it sounds like I’m trying but
the magnet on my moral compass is

mine

baby, mine.

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