The epitome of neutral. The siphoning of hues. Losing all ink. -Yet covered in blues. Flooded with paper And covered in chalk Coughing on excess Still able to talk Words trapped in symphonies Logic astray Sense makes no sense to me All fades away…. If i could If I could… Today would be That day… Read More Toast, crackers, and Sea foam green
You read that correctly. It’s true. In the dark of night, is when it comes out to play… My night owl. During the day, it naps. It naps so hard, you might think it’s comatose. It wears sunglasses. Just in case…. It knows….oh it KNOWS! So very much. The thing is, it doesn’t want the… Read More My night owl can solve equations…what can yours do?