Garland Jodie Jeen
Garland Jodie Jeen Poems
My Melting Snowman
</>Your finger points to the highway
cars at high speed i'm afraid..
whenever there is a running race
i get the last prize by reaching the finishing line late
it's too late to give you a say..
Your finger is just a spray,
but man, I believe you.
You're another robot? You're too cold to be one..
You can't be time-tested, not to mention a legend.
I know now; you point a way for me to go
Want me to leave you...can i leave you be?
then you melt...
I 'm still walking further away from you.
I think to...
A Memory Chopper
</>With scissors, cutting is made crispy
What are apart? Half of the paper is a lonely part.
Slit your eyes and the light will be humbler,
not enough to let you read through
enough to drive your heart creepy...