Thursday, 15 December 2011

More Poetic Ramblings

its days like this that make me look forward to days like this
its solitary confinement; a state of utter bliss
wrapped in a blanket of contentment i’m okay
and okay is great today
nothing can touch my mood
its a private museum of feelings
and unbeknownst to you or you or you
im full of secret smiles
yes, my cup runneth over
and ill make no effort to clean up the spill
let the juice of my joy spill into every crevasse
and saturate the inner most dwellings
so ill sit here in the glorious mess i’ve made
and smile
i’ll smile because i’m okay

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