Fold me here Take this end and line it up with that one I’m flexible I bend Place your hand here and press down firmly Slide it along and crease me Crisp edges There you’ve got it Now insert Tab…
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Self Centered
I’m a spinning top. Balance lost. Arms and bits flailing Stray thoughts and feelings Commotion of every size and sort Overspent forces in assorted directions. Comings and goings Often not returning Distracted contributions Fogs of confusion. It’s not about me…
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Posted in Poe'ems
Posted in Poe'ems
