> Dreams
> Fairy-tale
> Cotton candy
> Clouds
> Spun from my fingers
> As I whirled
> Twirled
> Mirror to mirror
> Kaleidoscoping
> Into myriad maybes
> Enclosed
> Pirouette
> Echoes
> Wall Ceiling Floor Wall
> Alone.
> Fingers curl
> Hesitate
> Flick
> Glass crumbles
> Prismed endlessly
> For an instant
> Silver piles of dreams
> Cascade around through down
> Shoulders Eyes Ears
> Heart.
> Alone.
> Softly swirling
> Possibilities
> Shower softly
> And even here
> There are roses.
>
> Kiki



/me whimpers. I just don't understand poetry. I feel like I'm missing out on something really great just because I'm too dense to conprehend it. It's irritating. Therefore, I belive all poetry should be burned and banned and other b verbs.