Steamed Letters

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Poetry
these days
i feel too mild
to grasp life with
a mordacious bite

i lose my pencils easily
and i permanently 
misplace my pens
and pads

my words end up
stored away 
in fridges,
where iā€™d rarely
look,

Alas!

lest I turn 
ravenous
with 
rhyming
lust

my lazy verses, 
in arrears,
they become 
tears of

 m
     o
        d
     e
  r
    o
b

goodbye
steam lettering
on a hot bathroom

      M
        
        i            r
        
          r               o
        
       r               r
         
 o                        r
          
r                             i
            
                                 M

The Author

Woman. Floaty. Attached. Dettached. Sudden. Note-scribbler. Citizen of the world. Travelling to the moon and back.

10 Comments

  1. Too beautiful. The formatting, the words, the theme: I’d rather just read and
    R
    E
    R
    E
    A
    D

    A
    N
    D
    R
    E
    A
    D
    Again

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