Milk

Milk

A Poem by sparkly.ghost

I forget what it means to "step it up."
Piece together edges I shed years ago, I
almost lost my tongue last night and,
yet I can't remember where
I left my bones, I think they
crumbled (just drink milk)
I think they crumbled
(I'm made of silk)
I know they crumbled
(just do it).

© 2018 sparkly.ghost


Author's Note

sparkly.ghost
Totally random, written in calculus class, and not at all edited. Suggestions appreciated!

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Added on July 11, 2018
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sparkly.ghost
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Life is so mysterious and complex, yet I can't seem to give up on finding the answers to WHY. Through my writing, I guess, I'm able to let go of some of that uncertainty, and accept that everything is.. more..

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