I wonder if                  she'll notice
I wonder
if she'll notice the many bitter black roses
that I painted gold with composure
when I noticed her little fractured
world was soaking,
Imploding


I wonder
I wonder if she noticed
The earth's rotation nine degrees to the right when I asked her, "How you doing?"
and she replied, "Just fine."
then smiled me a goodnight

Probably not
Coincidental

Gravity falls
sweep me up

Where's the mop?