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my breasts are unsupported, free-styling under a lime green Bonds singlet

i have not heard from you in seven and a half hours

toenails unpainted and short

underarm hair uncut

the warm grass from the suns rays tickles in-between my toes

shoulder’s freckled and brown

hair is a mess and in need of some Fudge color

my garden isn’t big enough for a long walk

i need colorful paint and felt-tips to draw an un-thought picture

craving cups of Chai tea with stimulation conversation and words

books are untidy and in piles around me

my glasses frame is in my peripheral vision noticeable

the concrete path outside warms the soles of my bare feet

i want to tell you about my day

my ears ringing from distant voices

the orange band from my undies sneak out from under my jeans

unwritten letters lay unaddressed on my desk

logic isn’t required when ones own understanding is enough

words fall on deaf ears

ghosts of relationships past haunt my ever move

wisdom enters my conscience as thoughts form in need of discussion

sour milk dries inside my mouth

i am sitting cross-legged in front of you listening

eyes feel heavy from lack of sleep and interrupted nights

do i write in invisible from your diary?

can i guess what you feel and say before you do?

silence falls