Poems from lazybuttz
Early morning
Soft thin sheets cover my face
as the sun slips through the window
I am a butterfly
waiting for the smell of eggs and bacon...
go to school
or the park
or anywhere outsideearly in the morning
when there’s only
a few souls
wandering the expanse
that shouldn’t
have...
without embarrassment
it’s not a single word
and it’s not just a phrase
it’s the feeling I get
when I look in the mirror
too early in the...