The neighbor caught me
Stepping on ice
Letting my dog run free
The neighbor
Started time again
As I moved to a third glass puddle
And my toes froze in my Vans
The silence caught me
In a theatre of noise
Where everyone slept
The silence
Started time again
As I slept
But my mind did not
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poetic
Poetryim not very good at poetry, but my goal is to write it until I am. and then after im good at it ill write more poetry because then I'll enjoy doing it
