

crumbscrumbs (words from a lunchbreak)crumbs
so this is them passing by:
a haze of split-second glimpses defined by shoesize & haircuts because i don't have time for the rest pleased to meet you & things like that
you've all got lives & mine is a slow-motion constellation of the things you do every day but this is the moment when i take a moment
between lights & smiles a loop of notes, drawn & heard
to come back to myself if only for a while & watch you walk on by


ten to seventen to seventen to seven
the octopus opened its mouth wide & said my life is made of cryptic statements while a starfish danced entranced inside a bubble of plastic dreams eyeballs blinked next to pepper pots frogs with tails & snails on salad spoons the world was turning that day around the little octopus who smiled at his upside-down friend made of paper.
white eye
the lights
Devious Comments
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Thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme.
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Thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme.
Merry Christmas!~
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