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POEM: Ugly Day to be My Word

words fall in clonks and bongs
some days they zoom and whoosh
those are the days

today, words hit the floor,
shattering into shards
if they don’t bounce

it’s a delicate day to be my word
falling off my pen
to end up in the dust bin
tangled in a concertina of lint
laying on a bed of granular grit
it’s an ugly day to be my word


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