Untitled (With Walls And Stuff) Poem by J.W. Frogg

Untitled (With Walls And Stuff)



Tick-Tock...
Baby's spinning like a clock
memories and Superstitions hanging on the wall
the shrieks don’t Scare Me anymore...
but the time does

Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: baby
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