please stop laughing

Intangible. You were ill-mannered

Honey baby you were so loud you made me whisper

Could you get anymore proud? Well I don’t know I won’t listen

When you responded to my blog I was in awe

It’s ok to be wrong but people still don’t know how

I really fouled up or lackthereof

When I didn’t call back because because because

But I was just thinking I was.

If you please call me peachcake and kiss me with sensitivity

--Even though I’m scared to give you any incentive

Because you’re such a big chance yea you are

That I’m not sure I want to take anymore


… and then she tried to concentrate and poetry shat out her pores.


I love you,

Please stop laughing.



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