original artwork by @neonpioneer
Like an iron - repetitive with steam
heat radiates on my face
No, I’m not joking
(These) poems embarrass me
Living out of my toiletries
Learn from the best and unlearn the rest
I want breakfast in the solarium with my weird kids and hot husband
a moving curtain rod, for daily transformations
you don’t know
I underpainted you crying
even though you look maniacally happy
I dreamt of San Francisco as a layered futuristic city
we hovered up and down levels of infrastructure
on our way to a soccer game
We were playing and spectating
sorry it took me a minute
I had an eventful yesterday
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About the Creator
Sammy Huntley
impulsive poetry, original artwork, occasional fiction, and musings for an eccentric lifestyle
IG @neonpioneer
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