Analysis of Swimming Lessons

“Lyricalyspeaking” Melissa Adkins

Hell yes, I push doors that clearly say pull. I giggle when I tell white lies, I only play poker if I can have three pair, my favorite color is clear, and I laugh even harder when I try to explain why I was laughing to begin with. I roll potatoes across the kitchen floor for sport, I hide the pain from anyone I love, okay, most everyone else to. I still count on my fingers for math, I walk in and out of rooms never remembering what the hell I went in for, I care entirely too much for people who don't care enough for me, I try to do other things before the microwave beeps. I push all my hurt down until I forget, and then... Well it doesn't hurt so bad then. I am not a graceful person. I trip over dense patches of air, I'm even louder when I try to be quiet and when I say I love you, I mean it. I'm not a morning person, I'm late to everything, I suck at most sports but damnit I play a mean game of pool! I'm impulsive and the most dis organized , organized mofo you will ever meet. I kiss better than I cook, and I say what's on my mind.... Eventually. And in written form. Cant argue to save my soul. But if I'm right, I will fight to the death. I wouldn't call myself religious so much as spiritual maybe? I will believe it when I see it, I wake up and put my pants on the same way as everyone else.... And I'm good with that more…

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