The words catch against each other;
rough,
rough,
out of
step,
stu mb
ling.
Until they are taught a better way,
they merely roll onto the page;
bare feet trying to find the beat.
Written without rearrangement,
hal-
ting,
p o n d e r i n g,
fall
i
n
g
d
o
wn.
The author tries in vain for a rhythm,
anything to set these naked letters to;
Until they can understand what syll-a-bles do
they merely fall into place;
Awkwardly holding hands,
grouping into unhelpful sentences and
often leaving the particles out.
Not even punctuation can force the message home:
that words in a poem should convey a meaning;
This isn't the time for shyness,
be bold, socialize, and make some sense!
Bronze trophy winner
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