Strange Weather
i am always hungry &
when i turn the light on i am
uncomfortable seeing it
all together.
(what strange weather, wouldn't
you say? up & down every
day, never know what
to wear.)
i can deal with it as long as
i can't see it,
just like i'll nurture until i'm
awake.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
