I don't know why modern art sucks
why respect is now only playing a part
why butterflies are chased with butter knives
why loyalties and lovers don't hold hands
why the cat searches for a spat after a sharp suggestion
why a room with a view can entrap you
why just a child's smile can return youth
I don't know why the free bird squawks
why toddlers are told to take a seat
why Calla Lilies insinuate plasticity to me
why water tastes like distilled mud
why the fly trap flaps faster than thoughts
why coping is considered a countermeasure
why inordinate sleep induces me to slumber
I don't know why space feels like the sea
why soiled air makes sunsets pretty
why wilting daisies urge me to cry
why the bird only poops on el blanco de coche
why responsibility in intimacy is labeled liability
why a four leaf clover is seen by so few
why a life so new just couldn't make it through
- Author: PotbellyPleb ( Offline)
- Published: February 5th, 2020 22:24
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