glass on the wall-- split up
fo
ur
ti
mes
through which I can see my--
self split up into parts ti
mes
fo
ur
head blocked by purple paper and tape--
meant to inspire instead of
cut me off at my nape
angles of the third square misalign my legs
but this means something
I
know it
how I misalign myself with the world on
pur
pose
I hate keep
ing th
ings the way they should be its so bor
ing to keep th
ings as they are I was think
ing that maybe I should propose a new writ
ing style where all lines begin with
ing
A contest entry
- What Defines You? by English.Muffin.
1300 points, ended November 17, 26 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Myself
Comments
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This made me smile, and im quite in love with this poem. Your simple meaning to this is excellent and i love your erratic structure. I even read this twice straight away.
Thanks for your entry
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