This is for Valentine's Day, as sweet as a memory and better than reality. Nonsense begets nonsense and this is exactly that; an idea. Nothing more. Dedicated to your heart; whomever it belongs to.
Will you
Trust like a fork,
In different ways.
Hug like a spoon,
Well rounded.
Love like a knife,
Steady, sharp, intense.
Think about it;
Lift your feet up,
Pull away from the edge.
Leap,
Unclench your teeth,
Loosen your grasp
Jump with your mind,
Body
Soul
Be whole
If you live like a table
Setting…
you might as well
Be
A
Utensil
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PoetryYou might not like this. A collection, in no certain order. I write poetry to unravel the mystery of my own mind, maybe yours as well. I listen to rap while eating cashews. I wear owl earrings while dappling in misadventure, and that has everything...
