Taking things for granted,
all the things I love the most,
drawing without paper,
mailing without post.
The silver platter
knows they need to hide their tracks,
they go behind their Mother’s backs.
Because the world is just about demands and getting your way no matter what. The fact that the internet exists just makes it very easy to do whatever you want and cover up where you’ve been (doing homework.. nope games)
So um, enjoy Keyboard as a linked poem. Sorry this isn’t a fantastic piece of work but I’ve had my mind elsewhere, planning something very thought provoking for tomorrow