...keeps a boring blog at bay?
until something exciting comes up [or until the next concert], i thought i'd post some outcome from poetry class. going into it, i thought i had a knack for words. with stories, maybe. poetry, not so much. nevertheless...
potential casual touch
inspires restless daydreams
sending goosebumps all over,
but seconds tick away
illusions start to fray
je suis desolee.
reality runs off the roof
drops to a stop on the ground
splash! like fallen tears.
with exasperation i exhale
and continue to slide in, out, of reality and fantasy.
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