and imagine God and you’ll see him or it or whatever you imagine and it comes out as a misspelled word and time and you don’t have to write it down for the world to read. but at some point it’ll start to feel normal. but for now I think we’ll just stick to formalities. but I am only making up for my lonely childhood but I get jumbled up. but I wish you were. sometimes I do.sometimes I forgetspace but I’ve already taught you a couple lessons, so I should keep the ball rolling but you can’t always count on people, come back crazy right? do what they say do you ever look for things in the world that just aren’t there? especially not yourself. fill in the blank go eat I am a character of course, I can tell you yes or no, I feel like I should apologize I guess that means my imagination controls what God is. I guess that’s nothing new. I know I’m not the first to say it, I learned once that if you close your eyes I like to think I know people on a level that no one else does I was only trying to touch my toes before I got too old to keep trying. I’m odd that way I’m programmable I’m scared that I’ve lost my touch; it won’t feel good I’m sorry if it’s news to you, if you’re so hungry it feels new, it has been too long since i’ve written it’s better if you just read, they told me, it’s better if you don’t say too much out loud. it’s easier to have no power than to have all the power in the world it’s easier when someone knows how you feel IT’S NOT THAT EASY like not kissing for months look harder. they’re always there. meet nice no, I know you haven’t been waiting, some guilty pleasures are more guilty than others. sometimes people get stuck in between two feelings stop crying stop yelling take up some space then again, I suppose that’s rather normal. There has to be some sort of inner monologue to too long since I’ve pressed my pen to paper and expected it to move. use your imagination. waiting to come out of me. what an odd fetish you have. when? whichever you would like to hear you,
I wrote a poem and then alphabetized it...this oddly makes more sense than what I wrote. To read the original, use this link: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/helpful-hints/