every night there's a shapeshifting jigsaw hanging above my bed
by a thin silk string like a friendly spider out of this world
frozen behind moonlight stalking this time itself
and the moon it is sweating inside my forest room.
if i could only rise and catch that silk string
beyond the attraction due to gravitation that earth
or another celestial body exerts on an object on or near its surface...
come on body...
that’s it...
easy now...
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short poems
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Very good. This was unusual yet enjoyable in the sense it had thought provoking descriptions. I feel it would take in-depth analysis to understand and appreciate it fully, but I love this about poems. Sometimes, it shows the poet's talent more if readers have to read between the lines, rather than being given it on a plate.
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thank you.
humbly, koroviev.
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