Reino[#RandomPoem 740]
Ode to the Stim
H stims…
I stim too…
bounce and wiggle
twist a lock
hold tight to that ‘calming rock’
fiddle and fold
squint and spin
squeeze
and then begin again
shoes too big so toes can move
wiggly legs that find their groove
Tom Sawyer pockets with fidgets galore
quiet hands are such a bore
[Leah Kelley]