they were careful enough
to capture and enthrall
my little clouds
to walk floatably on cloud nine
but they weren't careful of the thereafter
that follows,
after the slightest itch
starts to limb with such a hefty heart
they plastered Band-Aids
to my doorstep
thinking it'll cure the craters from
my body away
but it's kind of erratic and rootless
by then
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PoetryMy collection of original poetry writings where I'd write way past my bedtime.