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[kermieandme]

This new abundance of time alone is
spent pondering the romance of alleyways

the beauty of squirrels

the tap dancing feet of crows

and changing lyrics of love songs

to fit my situation

(He's a boy and I'm a girl, namely)

while watching the swirly glows of the music Visualizer

which only contribute to my unnamed mood.

Poetry's more poetic

handwritten in a notebook

scribbly and scrawly.

I'm not sure what to expect for my heart.

It's cold out and gray and it's June

and I love it.