Maybe

Maybe it is still not my decision, whether to burst into flames or tears for you, my love.

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Dm Babbit

Date: 9/6/2016 2:23:00 PM

Maybe - the eternal possibility. Lovely write.

Diana Bosa
Date: 9/25/2016 10:55:00 AM

Thank you so much! :-)))

Trash Boat

Date: 5/9/2016 1:47:00 PM

I like this poem, I love how you were like mabey i wanted a maggot to eat or maby I just wanted love, because thier both garbage and they stink! They stink lik ea dead turkey doing a frog on the highway.That's understandable because all potatoes fly out of the nest sooner or later.Just go where not where your mind takes you but where the melting butter dripping off of a cow's pet dog tells you to go.Because only then will you truly crap in your pants and feel the real feeling of a poet..........

Diana Bosa
Date: 5/9/2016 2:37:00 PM

Thank you for this stream of imaginative vibes and thoughts! I'm glad you liked it. :-)))

Lenny Gazbowski

Date: 5/9/2016 1:40:00 PM

enchanting write Diana.

Diana Bosa
Date: 5/9/2016 2:38:00 PM

Thank you so much, Lenny! :-)))