stir fry rice in the black skillet pan stove top breakfast but not enough time blueberry coffee cake in room seventeen outdoor windstorm inner demon fling pride and accomplishment but sorrow as well what if it's all down hill from now best performance in practice compelled what if that was the best I'll ever tell what if the slam isn't great isn't perfect wait
breathe don't negatively dwell feet wide, chest out, clenched fists, inner yell power pose and your sound will grow in this case your sound of existence may you ever be persistent in working for your dreams
next on agenda, signature forgeries for a cause of course no cons light theft earlier today held the door and stacked chairs rules broken my way skip to offer therapy, support, care make you feel understood
I like to think that I'm chaotic good
04/10/19 didn't take me where I meant to go (as poems often seem to do...)