i scribble lines on paper napkins

blue sticky notes

and between my science notes

i seek out interesting people

and twist their stories into stanzas

i drink hot coco until 2:00 am

and smile at the ink inside my veins

that has been dribbled all over my skin

in the shape of end marks

and when you ask me how i can write


i will always smile and say that is the least of it

~ i am the best form of poetry

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