i am dull
and shapeless
and monotone
i and nothing
but all the colors
melted together
to create a medium gray.
i am voiceless
and completely
utterly
ordinary.
but through your eyes,
i am anything but;
and that fills the void
in my adverage sized heart.
-k.d.
YOU ARE READING
life as we know it
PoetryBeing a poet is like being really sick. But instead of vomit, words come out. This is my word vomit.