Experiments.

How about a hot chocolate in front of a fire on a snowy day? Mini marshmallows?

Some have just figured out like a yard guy in warm weather; they can hire a driveway snowplower…instead of “rations till your father gets home”.

wanderingviolet

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What I want is
To cry
To try
To fly.

What I want is
To burn
To turn
To warn.

What I want is
To run
To shun
To have fun.

What I want is
To melt
To welt
To be felt.

What I want is
To go
To show
To say no.

What I want is
To belong
To go wrong
To be strong.

What I want is
Joy
To be coy
To not be a toy.

What I want is…me.

This isn’t about me,essentially.It’s about all those unheard voices trying to be heard above the noise that is their life.I was just experimenting with the form.Apologies if this doesn’t make sense.God knows, it doesn’t, to me.The form, I mean.The need to be “heard” is clear to me.That is all I am sure about in this post.Otherwise,the picture,the words are all experimental.:)

Toodles!
~A♥~

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