Poetic Fragments of objects within reach.
Keyboard ticking away at the my recognition
sitting Sharpie so pink and kinked to my position.
Thick Vaseline to heal my lips
Red fettuccine cords of the ear buds tips.
Thin black pencil I'm ready to throw
the bonsai tree filled is something to show.
I Remember sits on
the glass
book to be read because its past.
Broken iPhone falls to the floor
Piece of junk from that damn store.
I'm done with this writing
scratch the beard I'm done fighting.
Hi dabrodeo,
ReplyDeleteI do appreciate your writing in this topic.
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