"undesignated" poems
Our cat sleeps between us
on the mattress we laid on our living room floor.
She finds the warmth and sticks to it.
Her knees are weak from surgery.
It's undesignated where she chooses to sit.
For the past couple weeks, she doesn't seem too hungry.
She's a witness to the demons that saunter out of me
Pulling me back within myself.
She lays on my chest
She lays between your legs
Jan 16, 2014
Jan 16, 2014 at 9:18 AM UTC
K for keeping me alive
I ,that makes me strive
No one knows unconsistently
D' one that got from me
Nostalgia for the very first time
I lost but then I gain lesser than I thought of it
Cause it star struck me the most to where should i all put those little words uneven
Engulf me to my distinct parallel sight
Courses are just the extra to itself
Undesignated places to whom we should put together
That all things are possible and the impossible is just a tolerated negative thought we resolve all day at once
Electrified and the unsignificant one we all seen by our naked visual eyes.
Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 2:34 AM UTC