Leftovers For Orange

Hi, here is one of many new poems that I’ve written. Writing poetry has been very helpful lately. I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have this outlet to write.

Well I hope you enjoy it, don’t worry, you don’t have to understand it. Just enjoy 🙂


I heard something about

Potato skins with

Disembodied discretions,

They feel great in slivers


With yesterday’s feed-

Starched paper, smashing

pumpkins to the 110697 seams

of bidirectional scars

we taste the same, I’m so murky


I crossed the street in hopes

Of oranges, somehow

their insincerity is comforting

when it disilludes


You asked to shower outside

The garden

I’d like to help but

I ate lavender

They said it makes you feel better.


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