she asked me,
if you were an animal what would you be
and i said a bird
because i’m flighty and i tend to babble
and there’s not much going on in my bird brain
and what there is
is all jumbled up and nonsense-
the little creature looks so pitiful,
but i keep it because it reminds me of myself.
i keep your left-behind things
and whisper your secrets to them
he used to unicycle, i said.
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written r9feb2012.
i like my crazypoems. no one else knows what they mean but that’s okay.
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idiography 