Poems from Your-average_student
Who knows how old the vase in the kitchen corner floor is?
Only god knows where it came from.
or who made it
or how long its been there
or...
The white,
Aromatic,
Dry, tea packet
Is consumed by the boiling water in my mug.
It slowly creeps up
Along the bottom
The corners
Encasing...
I cannot tell
If my dog likes it here.
Yes, when the door opens,
he perks up his ear.
And whenever we pet him
his tail wags. All year.
He...
Flashing lights
Everything bright
So you can bring your one and only and just dance the whole night
Or maybe you're just friends, in...
I used to read in public
But the kids at school made fun of me
So I guess I don’t really read now.
And I used to talk about my reading
But...