Existential Fluff Poem by Josh Alfred
Existential Fluff
I'll make love to the smoke
As it lingers in the air
I'll make a wish and a hope
As if it will appear.
I'll take a fluffy cloud
And turn it to a ship.
My thoughts are abound
And I am beating them with whip.
I'll send out light
With an SOS
I'll take my stand
As a guest on the list.
I am here so proud
With a mind that is amiss
Sometimes I can't find myself
And believe I don't exist.
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