fecundmellow presents: summer m.'s first poem
love poem
i love you enough
not
to write you
a
love poem.
*snaps*
i'm sooooo fucking deep.
stank you smelly much.
language alone protects us from the scariness of things with no names. language alone is meditation. ~toni morrison


5 Comments:
That is the most precious picture.
The poem sucked.
i dare you to take that to an open mic night... for realz.
should have been an audio blog so we could hear the poetry slam cadence that comes with this work of art!
you should publish
I just want to say that I was there when this masterpiece was being composed. It took a whole...three, four minutes. Arduous, arduous process.
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