Thursday, 14 November 2024

she asked for a one-word poem

 she asked for a one-word poem 


then a syllable 

then a letter

then a punctuation mark

out of place apostrophe 


then all hell will break loose

to many expletives to rhyme


then a space for composure 

not for composition for 

it is infinite the nothing that 

spawns virtuality 

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