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
3 Comments:
i dare you to take that to an open mic night... for realz.
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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