Dustbunnies Poem by Danielle Mari Nidea

Dustbunnies



Tail-less, ear-less
Good ol' flaws
Not a princess
Not a boss
Classic, pleasant
Ball of joy
Not a peasant
Not a toy

Quiet, still
Nostalgic laugh
In the sill
In the raft
Flowing, flying
Slave of free
In the crossing
In the tree

You are there
You are here
You will dare
That you will hear
'I'm the backbone
Of the frontal
I'm the road cone
Of the normal.'

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Dedicated to one of my friends (Justine) .
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