stream-of-consciousness poem (it rhymes!)

[imhappygoaway]

I wrote this to try to get my creativity back in action.

Success? (Y/N)

Fear of Fast Cars.
I’m turning and tossing the trash over train tracks I heed like it’s follow-the-leader.
I taper tinfoil that’s topping my top-hat-shaped lid that is foiling mind-readers.
I’m lonely I’m loaded unloading the laundry I kick with a lick of my foot.
I’m crawling

Comments

[use_your_shoe]

Yes; very yes.

I see it as very Weakerthans/Bright Eyes-esque. But that's just me, eh?

P.S. Come to Winnipeg!

[imhappygoaway]

Thank you! *curtsies*

-she!!

p.s. I'm trying!! :)

[rahrahgirl]

I like it too. I like the "i'm crawling and creeping etc" line a lot, and my second favourite is the "Eyelash and I lash...", and I also like "my verbs are improper...". I had to read it a couple times to get the rhythm :D

[imhappygoaway]

The whole poem started from the "I taper tinfoil that’s topping my top-hat-shaped lid that is foiling mind-readers" line. Although, my favourite is "I’d leave but I’m caught by these childproof locks, and this seatbelt is seating me senseless." :)

- See you tonight!