I'm so sorry to clog up your airwaves with half-baked words plucked from the air.
I'm trying to get back on track
But quality can be a casualty
To an unyielding idea of
Powering through
Showing posts with label poem 19. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem 19. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 30, 2018
Wednesday, January 24, 2018
ROLE PLAY
The bright lines are in the haze
follow them with your impartial snout
root for softening or just reflect
exasperation in a new calm jingle:
you’re really
devastated by this
running a business
must be really hard
what I’m hearing is
you want to be heard
Saturday, January 20, 2018
A Yarn
Can you grow closer together
if you are unraveling with distance,
like a ball of yarn falling from its tether.
Rolling out, getting further and further
and further and farther away
stretched long, unspooling.
But retaining elasticity?
Well. I guess yarn never had elasticity
in the first place.
if you are unraveling with distance,
like a ball of yarn falling from its tether.
Rolling out, getting further and further
and further and farther away
stretched long, unspooling.
But retaining elasticity?
Well. I guess yarn never had elasticity
in the first place.
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