she jumps, startled
and swings around to face
who other than her
leather wearing friend.
"you scared me!"
"i'm sure a lot of things do."
crossing her
arms defensively,
she opens her mouth to
protest when he cuts
her off.
"shall we continue
this inside? as much as
i like this street
i'd prefer this not
to become a habit."
YOU ARE READING
bits&pieces
Poesiebut darling, there are thousands who would kill to be you, despite your bits and pieces ○○○ And here I am, back at it again with the turning faults and flaws into tragic beauties- or so they say. Please let me know what you think! ~lowercase intend...
