I have thinky thoughts
with my inky words,
you in that slinky dress,
pushing kinky nerds.
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Misunderstood
You are a
muffin
in chains.
A placenta
in jeans.
A sack of
hot cheese.
You are a
misunderstood
non sequitur.
Learn to listen,
please.
Clouds
Clouds crawl
in
loosely affiliated
shadows,
steamy across
the dirt roads
of abandoned houses.
A reminder that
life
goes
on
and ultimately
the planet
doesn’t
give
a
damn.