on nights when i feel unwanted
i grab my pack
and wander
in my ugliest underwear
i dance on shaking knees
a fawn eyed star gazer
blowing smoke to the clouds
enamored by the particles of my eyelashes,
i blink with appreciation of the little things
i lose myself on one way side streets
in order to get from here to there
but i always seem to be a little too late
another moment missed.
Jul 27, 2012
Jul 27, 2012 at 12:34 AM UTC
on nights when i feel unwanted
i grab my pack
and wander
in my ugliest underwear
i dance on shaking knees
a fawn eyed star gazer
blowing smoke to the clouds
enamored by the particles of my eyelashes,
i blink with appreciation of the little things
i lose myself on one way side streets
in order to get from here to there
but i always seem to be a little too late
another moment missed.
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