Poem, A Tad Grim
Sharps
March 2, 2023
no poetry today, no writing
the world is burning, the pen is barbed
the fragile skin bereft of harping
loses callus, shades to tearing
no words beyond heartpush
beating through fingers
spreading sharps
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