My Acrostic Poem
The word is caffeine. I'd use Nanowrimo but then everyone will think we have to use Nanowrimo lol.
Caffeine
Curiously imagining
acorns leaping from squirrels hands
forever not caring about the squirrels
feeling my chafing hands
entering acorn colored liquid into my mouth as if
injecting myself with a godly syringe
needing more, desiring more, except that it
ends, and I just killer crash.
Caffeine
Curiously imagining
acorns leaping from squirrels hands
forever not caring about the squirrels
feeling my chafing hands
entering acorn colored liquid into my mouth as if
injecting myself with a godly syringe
needing more, desiring more, except that it
ends, and I just killer crash.