I liked the feel of cold
Sharpie on my skin,
as if the bold black words
were sinking in.
I felt them on me
like a warm embrace,
or fingertips with
gentle grace.
This is a true story! (shock, surprise, et cetera)
I couldn't sleep so I got out my Bible & started copying down my favorite verses... on myself. It's a very happy memory.
I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
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