Banana Buckets

Mind fractured

Spaces in between thoughts taunt me

Trying to forget

All I was

All I wanted to be

All I thought I could be

Paper machete heart

Damp still

Won’t ignite

Better this way

Sticky

Glitter falling off

Don’t peel back the layers

You won’t find anything in there

It was all confiscated by the delirious monkeys

In a frenzy to find more bananas

They destroyed the thing that could have perhaps saved them

But they’ll never understand

I still like banana cream pie sometimes

But otherwise keep them all to yourself

And maybe store a few away in your heart

So the vandals don’t take anything you actually need

Because their whimsy can be quite devastating

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew myself...here that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

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