she is stubborn Looking for answers when there are none
She enjoys the fruits when they are still ripe. A rare sight to be hold. Many wouldn't have the patience to keep their mouth shut, tongue retracted, and fingers pocketed.
"She says"
Poetic Search
Quietly, she removes her jacket that's defiled by feathers of denial. In hope of finding something worthy, she sacrifices her sensory organs: elbow for physical testing, knuckle for physical training, and retinas for physical "taste-testing". Her name is Kelly. Woman so joyful but lacking in coherence of reality; but, a good sport unlike reality.
Unorthodox, the box gets lit and candles taped up. Wouldn't have knew her intention without knowing her first as a person. Kelly isn't a sight but site to be hold; ownership, no other than the box of cheap tubes of bloody goodness. What is she trying to write or express. Thoughts are betting against one another- the spread sheet of odds get passed around so every one can check mark their picks. What is she searching for? Really? searching, Searching..
CALENDER: MAY, JUNE, JULY, AUGUST, SEPTEMBER, OCTOBER, KELLY, NOVEMBER, DECEMBERCALENDER: MAY, JUNE, JULY, AUGUST, SEPTEMBER, OCTOBER, KELLY, NOVEMBER, DECEMBER
"She says"
The Search*
