I am now actually feeling old,
and so currently being as an adult.
My mind would need to unfold,
with a sickness, I'd have insulted.
Spongebob has such funny episodes,
which has me watch, feeling as a kid.
Then my spirited instincts could explode,
under any of gazing, seeming: third eyelid.
It’s amusing, to watch like a child,
while my attention seeming absurd.
Since I love watching, thinking wild,
just to any whimsical, funny word(s).
I could watch just then any day,
so could have instinct elevated.
My feeling do not then seem gray:
my thoughts aren’t complicated.
Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 12:22 AM UTC
I am now actually feeling old,
and so currently being as an adult.
My mind would need to unfold,
with a sickness, I'd have insulted.
Spongebob has such funny episodes,
which has me watch, feeling as a kid.
Then my spirited instincts could explode,
under any of gazing, seeming: third eyelid.
It’s amusing, to watch like a child,
while my attention seeming absurd.
Since I love watching, thinking wild,
just to any whimsical, funny word(s).
I could watch just then any day,
so could have instinct elevated.
My feeling do not then seem gray:
my thoughts aren’t complicated.
This poem is about how I watch as a kid. It is in ABAB form and has 100 words, as my other works do.
