my favorite color isn’t blue
I didn’t want to be anyone when I grew up
I grew old
but never up
the sky stunted my growth
holes in my shoes
cold wind always sneaking in
duct tape
quick fixes
long term problems
band aids
shit that sticks
open wounds
asphalt closes
my arms
made mountains look small
I never learned my months
I’m slightly deaf in one ear
talk to me and make guesses
each day is a new surprise
31
29
30
I don’t know
leap years make the most sense to me.
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