The reason for the decimal is that, well, there's a second poem. A part two. I was so enamored with my first quatrain poem (or, I dunno, bored in class) that I wrote a more in-depth second poem. I think the name alone is worth another visit.

Anywho, this was literally just a snapshot of a moment in time where I was headed to school, the rain was crazy against the blue-clouded sky, and I remembered that I left the vitamin D I was (at the time) taking religiously in attempt to ward off depression on my kitchen table. And then I was like, what if my cat swallows it??

This is mildly (as are some future poems from moi) by this movie I watched called "Paterson" by Jim Jarmusch. You have this guy (played by Adam Driver) who writes these little poems about almost inconsequential stuff he encounters everywhere. It's an okay movie; it's hard to get through some of it, but ultimately it's pretty rewarding.

Without further ado, here it is:

Melting World (Part 1)

_{The painter's name is "Anne" but I couldn't find much more. Her work is presented here}

drove too fast,
streetlights ran in rivulets down my windshield,
the world outside melted into blue and morning.
i left my vitamin D on the kitchen table.

~

I hope y'all don't think these teeny tiny poems are a waste of time. I just thought you'd enjoy it! Let me know if, like, "Bro! Stop with the tiny poems!" because I will! The next half (or compliment?) will come soon. I hope you liked it and let me know if you, ya know, did/didn't. I love hearing from you guys!

I hope you have a (non-dreary, non-North Carolina) day and God bless!!