Magnetic Poetry

So I got back to my dorm room after my last class today, and for some reason or another, I just plopped myself down on the floor in front of the mini fridge and played with the magnetic poetry. (Well, what do you expect? That I would get straight to work on my homework? Of course not! J'aime procrastination!) There are a couple words I wanted but we didn't have, so I typed both of my little "poems" up on the computer. (I say "poems" because they don't rhyme at all, but they seem poem-esque.) Here's the first one:

Sometimes

Life

Starts over

Walks in circles

With unknown definitions

Until

One day

It begins

That one I actually wrote this morning before I went to class. This next one is the one I just finished a bit ago:

I close my eyes

How my vision flies

Over yesterday

I see

Not in color

But in echoes

Of first impressions

My mind shifts

In a million directions

The world of possibility

Increases

Between desires

And fears

And a voice

Whispers to me

Its unlikely language

Spins my thoughts

In a straight line

And reminds me

To dream again tomorrow

Alright. That's all. Now I must make a birthday card. Good morrow!