Dust Bunnies


Shut off in my little world

A dust bunny jumps on by

Why do I notice such things

When my heart seems to die..


Love is more than lust..

Magic is more than mystery..

But still here I am alone

Watching you make history..


I never said my world was devine,

Surrounded by friendly smiles..

Walking down the sidewalks,

A heart in exile..



But the dust bunnies love me,

Knowing my tales are true..

So, I'll come back to reality,

To a society so rude..


-Tabitha Williams

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