Can you write the list that’s made of me?

I think you could scribble till I’m nothing but

everything that pours out like a spring


Here is a shock

I’m not ready to hear

I push, you pull

so I keep listening


I am raining on you

these words might be too heavy

but I am a cloud

can’t seem to stop spinning

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 6/5/18

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Incompl's picture

Killer opening, enjoyed this

Killer opening, enjoyed this immensely

Let your teeth show

allets's picture

Spinning Clouds, Batman!


Sounds really cool actually. To be a cloud and to spin, mello mello mello - slc