The weight of the world

My own set expectations

Loose coins and spare buttons

Chipped nail polish

A heart that beats a mile a minute

The beauty of stars

The first few digits of pi

A phone with a homescreen the colors of bi

Fuzzy memories I can’t quite recall

My named called from the distance

Several reasons to stall

My love for the universe

And a random reciet

The impending doom

A photo of something

Someone handed me their keys

And a couple of plastic babies

A crumpled peice of paper

And a mind that barely understands the world