I'm a marble
with patterns of curved olives,
My head a ball of yarn,
Retroactive, projective,
My arms are snakes,
stretching out
or shrink within,
and so does my chin,
My eyebrows are soft brushes.
.
My back is a smooth stone,
I'm happy at home,
I roll where the floor goes,
it's a miracle,
It goes bowling near a lake,
and rests at the gate,
I reside tenderly
under the roof, with no weight.
with patterns of curved olives,
My head a ball of yarn,
Retroactive, projective,
My arms are snakes,
stretching out
or shrink within,
and so does my chin,
My eyebrows are soft brushes.
.
My back is a smooth stone,
I'm happy at home,
I roll where the floor goes,
it's a miracle,
It goes bowling near a lake,
and rests at the gate,
I reside tenderly
under the roof, with no weight.
Happy Wednesday.
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awesome imagery.
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