whining teen-y poems

Posted on December 11, 2017 by

…

be
-cause
there has to be a
white-space
place
for all that

a   n   g   s   t.

 

..

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5 Responses to whining teen-y poems

  1. Shawna says:
    December 11, 2017 at 5:39 pm

    That title is to die for!

    angst = stang … and also somehow gangsta 🙂

    In a mustang, of course!!! But now I want a muse-stang. 😛 And can it change colors every day? 🙂

    I love this:

    “there has to be a
    white-space”

    It’s like a time out (in a mental hospital perhaps) … or a bathtub, as it were.

    Reply
  2. Shawna says:
    December 11, 2017 at 5:40 pm

    I wub tiny poems.

    Reply
  3. ihatepoetry says:
    December 12, 2017 at 7:17 am

    Great poem, and Shawna is the only one I know whose comments can be read as poetry.

    Reply

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