I'm Not That Introspective

Crashed Cars:

Broken glass and broken glasses

A week later

still in the gravel- glittering.

Waiting:

I don't have time. I

Have so many excuses not to

have time.

Wind: Lipstick sticks

My hair to my cheeks

Leaving red streaks- attractive.

School:

I'm nervous.

Trying too hard

Or not hard

Enough?

That's it:

Any

Questions?

 

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