Feelings
Got a little tired with an avalanche feeling.
Or a fishing line.
I like to eat things that are unpredictable.
And advertisements are always blooming.
Fell off the avalanche too easily.
Like pennies and wishes.
I answered the phone like myself.
And they believed me a little to strongly.
I don’t like to sit on wet park benches.
Or do haunted things.
Got a little excited with heartbeats.
Always awakening like false advertising.
Got a little sandy-headed from the past.
Like he, took batteries from a drawer I forgot about.
And ate nothing all day.
Like electricity, I am emotionless.
I used to like useful things.
Like light bulbs and wedding rings.
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