If it’s kelly
it’s terry like a bathrobe
if it’s pistachio
it’s pudding smooth
if it’s pine
it’s a prickle bed of needles
if it’s olive
it’s rough canvas
Day: November 4, 2020
I’m going solo, Like the blue moon above me, Can someone reach us.
Now I know you shouldn’t bring something weaker,
than a knife to a knife fight,
but if I brought enough pens…
I wish I could walk,
through some of my old dreams,
and try to figure out…
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