Keeping an eye open for raindrops

to linger on my tongue

I tip my head and sweep my eye

ever for glimpse of sun.


I feel the wind on rooftops

the scenting of the sea

the wicked gust of rubber duck

there is no pleasing me.


I linger like a magpie

over silent thought

dusting off the chatter

to give a mournful cough


I sweep the world of cobwebs

that clutter up my brain

why is it I feel just fine

when clearly I am insane?

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I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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