This poem was selected for PoetTreeTown2023
I know I’m indecisive, but I think I know how I feel. I feel just a little confused, but I know how I feel, I think. I think I feel too much, I know. This is just how I am. I am, I believe, how I like. I feel like I think I know I am how I like, I believe. - Sappy
This poem has been posted outside Avalon Cafe & Bakery for PoetTreeTown2024
Longitude To see past the horizon, your poker face blocking the farthest secrets, is what I wish upon a star. No matter the angle, your one-sidedness makes me curious about your constellation of 88 thoughts. Are you a Scorpio? I examine telescopically, but the milky way, the nebulas in your eyes draw me over the moon, and the slightest glance away carries seasonal depression. So before this unknowing atmosphere suffocates me, although my heart beating ultraviolet already is, I’m confessing out of the blue. - Sappy
