I am a book with no words
But I am a picture book
With pop-up pictures
My index contains the outline of a cartoon
And everyone in my life has colored outside the lines

My mind is the scene of a mosh pit
That which has taken place in the finest ballroom

My heart looks like what you would expect to find
If you could view the workings of your foot falling asleep

My inner struggles are the bent rabbit ears
Someone used to mark the place they left off
But they’re on every page
And if you squint your eyes and take a step back
The book is called “Tragically about the author” by Irony itself
And it can be found in both the non-fiction and mystery section
Of your local burnt down library

07/09/2011

Posted on 07/09/2011
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