01-02-2023, 11:34 PM
Hey Tim- I always seem to find another poem within your poems:
We dance
cutouts on a backlit stage
clumsy to reach an end...
I wait on the other side
with milk and strawberries
for the stragglers like me.
We dance
cutouts on a backlit stage
clumsy to reach an end...
I wait on the other side
with milk and strawberries
for the stragglers like me.

