100% happiness

I'm a little late, but I hope you had a very very sweet and lovely Valentine's Day. I know I did. :)

Happy 14th.

metal flowers and broken glass.

I'm breathing underground.

Find me.

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Junkyard.

We build branches out of

train tickets and forgotten

pieces of a life.

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We are robots with souls.

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Sometimes I find a few lines in my head that are perfect together but don't really belong in any poem or don't fit in any of my in-progress pieces. I really like the lines above and can't put them anywhere, so they'll be their own poem for now, I guess.

(photo credit)

Streets

7:30 a.m. on the road.

(It's prettier in person.)