
I can pull, bend, or
fold this day. Contort the hours
in mighty ways. Yet
still I loathe it. I
want silence all around me,
too. Can’t share in haikus.
I can pull, bend, or
fold this day. Contort the hours
in mighty ways. Yet
still I loathe it. I
want silence all around me,
too. Can’t share in haikus.
Wow 😯 great poem
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Thank you, B!
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