Jun 11, 2022
“Incidents” - a poem written 6/10/2022
There is no coincidence— Everything takes place at the same time And Time is a book— I flip through the pages, The dust flying out rapidly— Sometimes it wrinkles And ruins the flow—
There is no coincidence— I’ll iron the wrinkles And ruin the ink— Then it is a new story, Interpretive Art— And Time is still a book I can’t bother to read.
#handwriting#2022#college years#free verse#free meter#poetry#poem#spilled ink#septets#poets on tumblr#spiritual poetry#i did this on a piece of used origami paper i took from work. like. months ago. i figured i could do smth pretty on it someday#today was the day!#i hate to throw away scrap paper. especially when it's got pretty colors and gives me ideas