avarielwings | (no subject)

I declare this post one of random spamming, from all of you.

Notifications are off, so comment until you hit the limit. About anything you want.

If you were one inch tall.

You'd surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum.

You couldn't hug your mama, you'd just have to hug her thumb.

You'd run from people's feet in fright,

To move a pen would take all night,

(This poem took fourteen years to write--

'Cause I'm just one inch tall).