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insomnia #4
I am not used to such tragedies”
Drama said pausing.
“For someday soon, the oil will boil over
and leap from it’s pan and burn us all.”
Then I really understood what it was meant to be.
So I opened my mouth wide enough
for a sea to flow out.
The sound was so silent and still
it could never be heard;
not even by the fruit bats
flying by my window.
"I am not used to such
"I am not used to such tragedies”
Drama said pausing."
That is an opening line that i imagine could capture anyone.
Reading a couple of your poems so far, it's becoming clear that you're writing style is extremely unique. You've stolen my attention from other things. Except my tea, but fat chance of that in a cold room and a thirsty body ; )