tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63636563531641505002012-02-19T10:03:13.471-08:00keegan crawfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00246886039064602389noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363656353164150500.post-53912170277108708402012-02-02T22:05:00.000-08:002012-02-02T22:05:11.477-08:00There is a statue of a cat on my desk<br />There is an envelope covering all of it except for the head of the cat<br />The cat is looking at me and I’m uncomfortable<br />I rode my spaceship to the first planet I saw<br />I got out and put my hands in my pockets<br />I zipped up my jacket<br />Someone walked by very quickly and they were wearing sunglasses<br />I thought I saw you somewhere,<br />but it wasn’t you<br /><br />I went to a restaurant and ordered rice<br />I ate rice on a planet that I didn’t know the name of<br />The rice tasted confused and apologetic<br />I gave the rice back and they said “sorry”<br />I said it was okay<br />I left and I tripped on bottom of the door frame on the way out and it was embarrassing<br />I thought I saw you again and I felt even more embarrassed that you saw me trip<br />It wasn’t you so I didn’t feel as embarrassed, but I still felt embarrassed<br /><br />I saw the name of the planet somewhere on a sign<br />I wasn’t paying that much attention to it so I forgot what the planet was called<br /><br />There was a little kid running around in a park<br />They fell and I felt embarrassed<br />I felt my pocket to see if my phone was there<br />I slept on a bench for ten minutes<br />I felt my pocket again<br />You were sitting on top of me and I felt warm<br />You kissed my nose and I smiled and then you smiled and we were smiling for ten minutes<br /><br />I like waking up in your room to wish you a good day at work<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363656353164150500-5391217027710870840?l=allofmypantsareblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>keegan crawfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00246886039064602389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363656353164150500.post-15878897632541032952012-01-29T09:43:00.002-08:002012-01-29T09:43:40.304-08:00I wake up every morning and feel sad because people eat animals<br />I feel soft<br />I am a blanket<br />a thin white blanket<br />I will cover the animals and hide them in my soft whiteness<br />I just spun around in my chair<br />I’m looking at my bed<br />I hate this poem<br />I want to put myself over my head and cut holes in myself for eyes<br />if I cut holes in myself I’ll bleed everywhere<br />but at least I’ll be able to see<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363656353164150500-1587889763254103295?l=allofmypantsareblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>keegan crawfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00246886039064602389noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363656353164150500.post-86055812548699528882012-01-29T09:43:00.000-08:002012-01-29T09:43:05.198-08:00I walked into the grocery store<br /><br />I put an Odwalla Superfood in my pocket and walked out<br /><br />I walked into your house<br /><br />I put your hand in my pocket<br /><br />We fell onto your bed<br /><br />And we fell asleep<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6363656353164150500-8605581254869952888?l=allofmypantsareblack.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>keegan crawfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00246886039064602389noreply@blogger.com0