dry eyes again.mini tv – nothing new to me.white static. in the red eyes of life.the iMac monitor glows.punk girl peeks at mearound the applicationsthe blogmy words. some sort of truth.pieced together in my brain.can i be replaced?
There is only one you, and thank God you cannot be replaced!!
You’re adorable.That was my first lil’ creative writing poem.I like surreal stuff that only means anything to me.More private that way? maybe…
The stuff that is “surreal” seems to allow space for other readers to insert their own meanings in addition to the private meanings for you.
I like it.
I’ve learned that everyone can have someone else take over their role, but no one can ever be replaced.
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There is only one you, and thank God you cannot be replaced!!
You’re adorable.
That was my first lil’ creative writing poem.
I like surreal stuff that only means anything to me.
More private that way? maybe…
The stuff that is “surreal” seems to allow space for other readers to insert their own meanings in addition to the private meanings for you.
I like it.
I’ve learned that everyone can have someone else take over their role, but no one can ever be replaced.