moriddim

today i wrote a poem

(thought you should know)

I Am

I am lumpy, sickly 
I wonder where babies come from 
I hear GAZOOOGAHH 
I see Oprah 
I want food indigestion 
I am portly, a hater of gynecologists

I pretend to be a bath and just let the water run, bay-beh 
I feel wet in the pants 
I touch slimily 
I worry that everyone is looking at my front bottom 
I cry when watching Weekend at Bernie’s 2 
I am ovulating, washing the dishes

I understand bears are the scariest things on earth 
I say if the food’s only touched the ground for 4 seconds, it’s still good 
I dream of stores that always have year-round discounts on rice cakes 
I try not to do a shit in the shower 
I hope the mailman gets here soon. Expecting a package. 
I am disapoint, wondering where I left my scotch tape.

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