“Happiness is never stopping to think if you are.”
Bus tires squeal, coffee pots gurgle,
alarm rings blare
get up, get up
don’t stop, don’t stop.
Throw flour, smear the
cake frosting, kitchen tiles
were meant to be wiped down.
Rake mazes of crisp
mahogany & orange leaves,
play tag with the little
ones who keep you young.
Skip pebbles on the shore
before bright-eyed rainbow
crusted skies bid goodnight.
Tap high heels on
bubble gum cement sidewalks,
dashing in & out of
forgetful neon bars.
Repeat, repeat
don’t think, don’t think
no cop no stop;
kiss hand, touch ceiling
bye bye red light.
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I like this but admit that I was drawn in by the name. I read this a different way than you may have expected:
bus tires squeal, coffe pots gurgle, rake mazes of crisp tap high heels on.
alarm rings blare mahogany and orange leaves and bubblegum cement sidewalks.
get up get up play tag with the little dashing in and out.
don’t stop don’t stop the ones that keep you young in forgetful neon bars.
throw flour, smear the skipped pebbles on the shore. Repeat repeat.
cake frosting and kitchen tiles before the bright eyed rainbow, don’t think don’t think.
we’re meant to be wiped down like crusted skies bid goodnight.
no cop no stop
kiss hand, touch ceiling
bye bye red light.
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