Sunday, April 21, 2019

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-One, Poem Twenty-One



Big Plans

I'll get this right someday.
Reinvent my self
after my entire
high school class dies.

Delete my online life
if the internet doesn't
wipe itself anyway
just to keep us sane.

My embarrassing photos
gone when my mom
burns down her house
to achieve simplicity.

Become my class'
Last President Standing.
The only reunion
I can bring my partner to.

Destine myself for success
with no one to dispute claims.
No early sins dug up.
All that's unburied is me.
.
I am the new king
of everything roses.
Please ignore the train
of dead roses behind. me.



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