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[wondernthestars]

Bored, didn't know what to post for my first entry, and found this old thing in the "notepad' section of my phone, turns out that is a handy little feature.. In retrospect this piece seems a little cliche, but figured I'd put it out there anyway;
comments welcome =)

twenty- something
- from the cape cod deck

she was a peculiar person-
toes painted pink, patched with red sores, spots. 
glasses that fell just bellow her nose- crocked perhaps but she wouldn't know
because it was all she knew. 
she dreamt most at this time.
her mind most awake in the hours when the sun slowly lowered itself back into slumber. 
dreamt and thought entirely too much-
in zig zags, up and down, circles. 
the circles were her favorite
she thought about everything and nothing the way people her age did-
all too consumed with themselves their elders thought them foolish.
she agreed.
but zig zong ping pong circle still-
... what's the use in fighting it?

Revel in awkwardly marked yet somehow beautiful skin;
delicate hands, savage fingernails. 
Why she wasn't allergic to cats and her hunger for a full and exciting life
and Cheezits. 
wanting to skip so far ahead- but no
wait.
rewind.

pink toes point/ flex involuntarily-wondering what the grass felt like and how far out she could go...