Poems from brooknelson227@gmail.com
My hair my nails my tan?
All rockin'!
But how might you ask is my body not shockin'?
Yes, its ture, the pounds may rule . . .
But you'd be...
Here I am.
All alone, yet somehow surrounded, by the lights, the noise, and the all the people, so slow.
Is it slow?
Or maybe I meant...