The mouth is bulging with round words and crowding teeth
the blinking headaches wash it out
and my fingers aren't listening again.
I can barely believe it's spring again
only the music makes it real
notes pulling windows down,
it isn't raining at all.
lovely words.
ReplyDeletebest wishes.
hope that it rains
so that you feel nil pains.
Cheers.
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Happy Monday,
Bless you!
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