sadness makes me build a flying carpet use it as a bath mat
sadness makes me wear yellow sadness makes me join the soccer league my team is yellow and I am a fullback later on a forward then a goalie I can play any position and I am still sad
sadness makes me acquire acquired tastes like baseball cards sadness makes me envious and confused it takes away my sense of center it takes away my frame of reference I am an encyclopedia of verse I have modernism and postmodernism deep in my heart I have the renaissance deep in my heart I am an early modern travel narrative I am still sad
sadness makes me run wild it turns my trousers blue and black it makes me worry about pockets it cuts my ankles even when I am wearing polka-dotted socks
you are a knife you are a hang glider you are my fear of crocodiles under the bed utterly conquered twister, come and fly with me come and we will go with the cows and the rooftops up
-Tay
The secret message about this poem is that I wrote it while listening to Super Freak and I am wicked happy about that.
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