poetry Writing

Poetry maybe. #1

I did it! I finally wrote a poem. It’s only been a hundred years since I wrote an actual poem. So here it is. Finally.

Waiting for the good ice

How can you test if you can

Rescue your mind

Before they interfere?

Then the mood is light

Or maybe woozy. Wonderful and nauseous.

They fetch water without ice.

The world is wrong

And bruised to the point of being weird.

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