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Feb 2020
Beer matts
Stack them
Under my leg
Fix me
I’m broken
Fix me
I beg
I wobble
I tilt
Your hope in me wilts
You leave me
You’re gone
Forever
Too long
One of my many poems written from the perspective of an inanimate object. The poem is untitled as it is left to the reader to guess which inanimate object’s perspective the poem is written from.
Frances Pritchard
Written by
Frances Pritchard  28/F
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