Three Little Pigs
I seem to be a very deep writer’s block I can’t seem to swim out of. So I visited some poems I once upon a time started writing on my PDA. I think I had some lofty ambitions for them, but this time around I just wanted to end them as quick as possible. Just to proof to myself I can still finish a thought. If they don’t make sense, it’s probably because in actuality they are incomplete. But if I can leap, I would like to think of them as complete thoughts having incomplete dreams.
HyeNas
Oh yes
I laugh:
Path my lips
Show my teeth
Smack my belly
And force a sound
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