Best Circulate Poems

Lost time doesn’t circulate
I was having a hard time finding my light switch in the dark
Colorful, temporary
Grey, permanent
Sore calves and heavy head
Tisses and black shoelaces
I’m 18, and I don’t feel well enough to get up before 2pm
One was too familiar with female anatomy

Shrunken embroidery, spilt...

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