A stare. Like a child-scolding mother
And a flash of pearly whites. This is you.
I could call you "moms" for that.
Beyond the awkwardness of it all
It doesn't tell your story.
A pause; after a made-up word
What's a "poetist" anyways?
I'm sure you could tell me, 'webster'
Beyond calling you a dictionary
It doesn't tell your story.
A note. A
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