#hopscotch
She likes to play,
hopscotch,
when it rains.
The colors brighten,
and then,
they fade.
She splashes in squares,
numbers,
that are no longer,
there.
As the rain pours,
she smiles,
and skips,
playtime never,
ends.
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 1:21 PM UTC
Went to the barber today,
Just to feel a razor at my neck.
So to, skipped a crosswalk,
Just to hear a horn.
I hopscotched the tracks,
But the yard’s been empty years.
So then tried the bridge,
When the wind’d never come.
Tomorrow’ll be lucky,
That’s what I tell myself.
That’s what I tell myself.
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 8:24 AM UTC
Numbers and lines
collide
with every
step
of your
life.
iamthe_avatar ©2014
Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 9:27 AM UTC