hmm the world of blogging has just been opened up to me so I haven't the foggiest of what to say for my first post...how about a poem of my surroundings.
Couches cover floors as the wind blows through, heat resonates both inside and out although testosterone that festers in the air may make us go insane, those lacking the y chromozome enter our sanctuary of solitude. As the estrogen mixes with the thick male musk, anger and vengence subside back to a low hum. sheathing their light-sabers they call it a draw refusing to admit to the defeat that was inevitable after loosing extensions of their core.
well I'm not sure how that was being the first poem I've written but I hope it is enjoyable.
till next time I bid thee all adieu
The Red Headed Step Child
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