An Internet Poet

words from my head to yours

[toastbutteregg]

[aprettylittleditty]

numbers (a sequel)

I apologize

My math was insufficient

I seek your mercy

[aprettylittleditty]

Today I Thought About Socks

Space is cool, but so are socks

The difference is distance

Not the number of holes

Or the magnitude

Or the amount of time I spend with them

The warmth

The comfort

I fall into space

But out

Of socks

[aprettylittleditty]

I like plants

They’re soft

Green (sometimes)

I talk to them

I say,

“Good job plants. Good growing.”

I wonder if

one day

they’ll say the same to me

[toshio]

[aprettylittleditty]

numbers

they shake me to my core

who made them

their relationships are mysterious

much like that of two horses

face-to-face

in an alleyway

unable to walk backwards

[lakevida]

morally grey/evil scientist characters are always like biochemical engineers or nuclear physicists or whatever but the people want VARIETY give me a story about a fucked up geologist for once

[snowgray]

[aprettylittleditty]

the vibes

immaculate

I wonder: what is rock

what is food

perhaps

I am lizard

[aprettylittleditty]

looking up, looking out 
when your first tumblr post has your feet in it
you know it’s going to be a good time