Poem: Un-

My latest five line; original poem, as inspired by this song:


under duress from my brain —

undone by its machinations;

undressing my nerve endings;

unseeing myself until I

undergo collapse.

One thought

  1. another thought…after I read the two other 5 point poems. You have to start thinking on things that are of good report, like how wonderful it is to be able to breathe, walk, sleep, work, talk, see,


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