Flowers on sale at the food mart, she walked on by, bye bye, buying groceries is on the todo list in the car’s cup holder, chicken scratched on the back of a receipt…stuck together with a 1980 penny, I don't know when she can find the time, when can she… why can’t she…she’ll do it when she can… canned peaches on the shelf a day past expiration, on the list it goes…her favorite pen… where can she find it… where can she find her… her...she can find it if she can… a can opener… does she have it? she thinks she does have it… she does have it…the store…the time…has it been too long or has it not? where is it… the pen… the opener… she swore saw it somewhere but did she? when did she see it? frustration… she's there, she’s not there, she’s a zombie movies do well in theaters. She doesn’t like it, but her friend does, he wrote one and a similar movie came out two months after, believe me…her… is it believable? they think it's lies, she likes to be believed but when is she is speaking she is not lying, though she is gullible enough to trust others, to believing, leaving, I want to leave, if she / her / they want to leave…want help with this… help with what…she won't be believed… so she leaves. they want to help them, they want to buy peaches are better freshly cut with cool whip
Blockpoem based off of struggling with ADHD