the mind
of a
poet
seems
ever
inundated
with
storms
and
floods.

don't
ever
bother
trying to
save us.

we
enjoy
the
storms.

if you
were
like us,
you
might
understand?

deeply
we
absorb
every
word of
every
storm.

it's then,

that i
suggest
that you
prepare
for a
rogue
wave.

we
will
swell up
from
our
depths
and
engulf
any foe.

'Yours and everyone's concrete poet'
👷🏿‍♂️👷🏻‍♂️