untitled
Ode to a particular girl not so far away
ode to a funny thing drifting day to day
from notes to things and love and rings made of paper clips
laughing knowing having going
in on an acid trip
i sat alone pizza no phone cause we’re back in the day
no childhood romance a victim of circumstance Darwinian advance etc don’t have a chance
ode to a childhood crush.
Life wouldn’t have been so grey
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This poem exceeds its lack of a title and in good ways…
love all the internal rhyme