It was suggested that
I write poetry.
It flows out of me
in spits and spasms.
It is not an elegant
cascade of the senses.
It is as if I am
slowly rebuilding a dam.
It is as if I want
to build a wall so high
it surrounds me entirely,
it swallows me whole.
I suppose that is why
it was suggested that
I wrote poetry.
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 10:24 AM UTC
It was suggested that
I write poetry.
It flows out of me
in spits and spasms.
It is not an elegant
cascade of the senses.
It is as if I am
slowly rebuilding a dam.
It is as if I want
to build a wall so high
it surrounds me entirely,
it swallows me whole.
I suppose that is why
it was suggested that
I wrote poetry.