poem #1...wrote this today... =]]
rucksack glisten in the morning air
listening to the strength of the birds' voices
confident and swaggering,
tracing each other through the melody,
music so loud--so sweet
like buttery salty
popcorn--smell of
cheese and pretzels
ever so crafty--play it still
play it close--dead even match
flip of the camera-camera phone
nights so dreary
running, sprinting,
away from what the truth
made us--what our feelings
made you
disguised, disoriented,
dead wrong in ourselves.
xxpizzeace^^
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