My mind is like a white piece of printer paper. There's nothing but, a small black dot almost center stage but, not quite
By Yael Spodek2 years ago in Poets
i look up to nothing, but endless blue i try to make it back. but, i get pulled further and further down. i said i tried
I sit and pour my morning cereal. I sit and think, and pour my morning cereal, Golden squares toasted in sugar,