Tuesday, December 30, 2025

i try to write about you and i get too giddy

all my words knock heads and come out wonky

bumper cars and funny mirrors

popcorn kernels stuck in my teeth

the simple fact is that i love you, honey

and i want to be around you all the time

i tend to choke on letter petals

and slobber all over my metaphors

sometimes these words make my head ache

i know you like it when i’m candid

so i’ll tell you straight-up, honey

i want to choke on you instead

and answer all my own questions

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