Sunday, 15 May 2022

plop

 plop


my poetry shouts

then regrets it

and shouts some more


listen brother 

why are you shouting


quiet says the echo 


just listen to me

i said to myself

and then i said it again


in the geyser

mud plops and gas escapes

so much gas so much mud


it’s gone quiet now

for a while

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