Fireballing the Goldfish

He wasn’t doing Very well In his tiny little fish bowl Living longer than we All expected Sinking towards the bottom Yet putting up a fight And eating his Fish flake food What a boring life What a tragic strife To never have challenge And to die a captive Wonder wonder wonder How a fishContinue reading “Fireballing the Goldfish”

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Underwear and Boxers

Underwear and Boxers Left tangled up In the blankets After a long night Of morning In morning With the window open Because the room And our bed On our second floor Got too hot After sweat stuck To our hair And made it stiff In places Like hairspray does But sporatically We remember The morningContinue reading “Underwear and Boxers”

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