Flighty fingers hold the key to the pit in my gut where I bottle all my resentment. You know what you said, bedhead, but I pretended
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Fidget up a rainstorm
Fidget up a rainstorm like in elementary school when they taught about the water cycle– the sun heats a pond, makes the water drops so excited that they fidget up into the sky, join a cumulus clique, until they get sick with dancing in the club and precipitate from the party. — I’m too anxiousContinue reading “Fidget up a rainstorm”