How can I tell what I want
When my existence throbs.
I only know what feels good.
But do I clutch it?
Or do I go for what I have deamed "right".
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A Year In Poetry
PoetryHappy 2020! I will be putting one whole year of poems in this book. We'll all see what happens! A lot of the poetry I write is to help me understand the world around me. One day it might be a love poem, the next it might be about chicken nuggets. Fo...
Rightness
How can I tell what I want
When my existence throbs.
I only know what feels good.
But do I clutch it?
Or do I go for what I have deamed "right".
