I am…
a little girl sitting on the side of the bank with her
sister.
the spirit of a consulting detective and his colleague.
a laughing clown with hopeful ideals of romance.
the movements of the silent man in stripes.
I am….
panicking at the disco.
reckless and pretty.
flying away with the leaves.
weezing into my sweater.
I am…
crashing waves of the ocean.
precise and yet.
forgetful and hopeful.
falling.
I am….
me.
I really like the dreamy quality of your blog...it seems to invite all sorts of musings. I like what you said in your poem about being precise yet forgetful and your clever reference to Panic! at the Disco. I look forward to reading more of your work.
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DeleteI love how you ended this. Just a simple ending that was 'me'.
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