A hyper dog
running circles around children
who don’t care
about the drink in your hand.
Boxes wrapped in thin-patterned
paper,
Waxed in doubt and self-preservation
(But simple and loving)
some Insect trudging
along the denim of
his jeans
It’s a happy state
to be in
Dec 29, 2017
Dec 29, 2017 at 12:21 AM UTC
A hyper dog
running circles around children
who don’t care
about the drink in your hand.
Boxes wrapped in thin-patterned
paper,
Waxed in doubt and self-preservation
(But simple and loving)
some Insect trudging
along the denim of
his jeans
It’s a happy state
to be in
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