new identity
unfeeling our feelings from pills
at night we put our eyes in a case
as often as a girl sleeps with man
like stale words fed by machine
mistakenly lips collide with needle
while you grow your hair from a can
our babies arrived not by stork
but the personalization of science.
you have -such- a gift with words
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'at night we put our eyes in a case'
and 'while you grow your hair from a can'
you tackled a subject that a lot of people write about, but did it in a really refreshing you way
- Tishna
Thanks Tishna, that is so sweet. :)
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ReplyDeleteThanks Andrew :)
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