i like to double
along to songs
that i barely know the words to
rapping in the car
at the party
i'm not a host but i make myself
jump along with a beat
i subdivide instead of hiding
everything is
onomatopoeia lately
even though my brain's
kind of hazy i
can remember the days
in third grade they made us
alliterate phrases
instead of just saying them
the ting goes
"on a scale from one to ten
how would you rate your pain"
and in red pen
i write in a zero
and circle that instead
and watch as everyone
walks away, satisfied
YOU ARE READING
melted
Poetry❝the present was the present, and we didn't even know it.❞ dedicated to kjh and wb highest ranking: #27 in poetry
