Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Scribbles and Dribbles

A short poem that grasps at a piece of what I think about myself. I haven't ever been suave or sophisticated. Perhaps only in my words can I give a perception of finesse. But for now, the things around me lay in shambles. Alas.

Messy handwriting
Messy room

Messy mind
Messy food

I've never been refined
I won't start soon

My goal is to break 50 posts by New Years. I know, this might seem like I'm cheating...... and maybe I am... But whatever. I like short little poems like this. Not much to read. Easy to understand.

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