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With Stamps
June 5, 2012
This paper
Is white
Like a frosted forest
There comes a time
When our shell
Is too strong
Our poetry blank
We no longer feel
Feelings too real
We hop away
For
Tests of fate
We return
In circles
Sleepless nights
Turning tables
Wild wills
Tip tap
Spit spot
Dazed brains
Lazy
Emotions
Sealed
With stamps
There are pink knobs
On diamond rods
Sneaky grins
On
Toothy chins
I write
Hoping
Value squirts
Out
Like a juice box
Twisted minds
Zig zag
Plot
Scheme
And trip
On
Colorless rainbows
Plastered faces
And
Whatever
© Anna B., Northville, MI
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