i look at you

 just went and looked back at some of the old poetry i posted on here. i don't like most of them anymore but ooooh, the teeth one. i still like that one. it just hits different, you feel? i think i achieved some sort of creepy feeling there, which is something i have a lot of trouble writing, though i really like to. next i want to write a poem about summer, and i want to find a way to use the word sticky. or maybe something that sounds like sticky. slick? i want to really hone in on the feeling of sweating.