porridge and kettles
turn yourself inside out.
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
in the mail
i cannot send you
my sunny day words
because every day
for you is sunny
and i am a jealous cat
perched on spring's ledge
taking swipes
at each passing day
as if it were a ball of yarn
(or more accurately, a mouse).
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