that's a real one in your reflection
don't care about your stuttering utterances
no one cares about your inflections
there ain't no one who really wants
to be responsible for the words which exit
your mouth
YOU ARE READING
sprinkle in the woods (poetry #6)
Poetry"and it rains and rains and rains and rains for five more years and it's cloudy for ten once they leave, i'll be sunkissed i'll be the rock in the light illuminated simply by your presence my fallen star, you've finally met me and it's so lovely lov...
