i love having fans.
it makes me feel
warm inside when
i see just how many
people are fans of
the poems i write.
i love waking up to
messages and words
of extreme kindness
from all of my fans.
having fans helps
me to keep writing.
i wouldn’t be writing
if not for my big fans.
i only write for my fans.
fans are more
important to me
than the poems.
sometimes i feel
like i don’t have
fans of my work.
i hate living when
i feel like i don’t
really have fans.
not having fans
makes me wanna
stop releasing my
poetry to the world.
i live a lonely life
because i don’t
have any fans.
i’d love my fans if
i actually had some.
i don’t have fans.
Sunday, January 6, 2019
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