Sometimes, what you feel inside just has to come out, don't it? While cat-sitting for friends, i felt compelled to share with them my innermost thoughts, feelings and stirrings -i do have those, you know. And it was only fitting that i'd share them in the form of the fridge magnets they use to tell each other sweet things.
This was 2 weeks ago. Yesterday i get this picture send -they had found my words of hope, love and life-affirmation and i'm sure taken it to heart. Or maybe to bowels.
picture by Brittany Trubridge
Gotta love poetry. It comes from deep within, and vacates the body in a peristaltic verbal vowel movement, leaving us satisfied and cleansed.
Some of it is shit, though.
This was 2 weeks ago. Yesterday i get this picture send -they had found my words of hope, love and life-affirmation and i'm sure taken it to heart. Or maybe to bowels.
picture by Brittany Trubridge
Gotta love poetry. It comes from deep within, and vacates the body in a peristaltic verbal vowel movement, leaving us satisfied and cleansed.
Some of it is shit, though.
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