quick shot at a two person poem.
50 down too much more to go.
50-word-story that just felt right..
You probably know more about what this is than I do.
(an exploration of meter, rhythm and form).
A bad bitch who's down to ride with me, No matter what happens shes willing to stand side by side with me,
Clearly we are not the ones for each other.
poem about that fleeting feeling , it's everything when it's there