Age: 17 years 2 months 19 days

I need an epigraph poem. I can’t think of one.

 I am a friend to…

rain	paper	saliva	thunder	Fingernails
leaves	cups	bacteria	pixels	music
The sun	plates	protozoa	hair	cars
stars	silverware	books	grass	hats
wrappers	shoes	machines	dirt	china
candy	pins	movies	crutches	time
pens	buttons	film	songs	phones

Coffee- Mix in Blender

In this night

 we call to you

 bring us

 this hefty brew

Drop of coffee

Hint of foam

Slice of phone cord

Piece of sky

Handful zebra

Pinch of watch

Snatch of window

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Keep writing what about it doesn’t matter that’s okay it’s fun it’s interesting it’s new I haven’t done it before always do something new that’s what’s fun to do don’t forget stuff what does that mean don’t forget our thoughts what thoughts these are just words I guess they have meaning I’ll be able to look back and see almost everything I thought in this past time or whatever I see how my thoughts don’t make sense, don’t slow don’t go anywhere sometimes, I get an intelligent thought sometimes yes that’s it my hand hurts already isn’t that interesting I hope that we don’t have to fill up this whole page out cramp keep going the work through it I should be stronger in this writing muscle.

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