Take the extra moment and own it.
Don't stand up and steal from others.
Find your own way to land.
Band together to see the sand.
I demand, you look at what I shook up for you.
To put into a book anew.
Though as I attempt to stand, yo show how simple I am.
I wish to see what lies on this counter, my simple mind a flutter.
Of desperate rhymes I mutter.
For I am a mutt that you pat.
Until in fact, I began to look at that.
Curiosity grows like I've ever known.
Only to be sent back to atone.
As all I wanted was a bone.
How humans can relate to this tone.
YOU ARE READING
A collection of epiphanies
PoetryEntering the mind of another human has always intrigued and excited readers. As beyond our imagination stretches depths we can only hope to conceive. Conceive no farther, as I will show everyone here the inner depths of the soul.
