keep your distance, this saves each other sometimes
today’s poem keeps writing itself in black
ink from a pen
coffee from the pot
waste from a gut
i like to think of myself as an encourager
a visioneer who inspires and uplifts
today could be deleted
for how it falls out of line
the black of the ink spilling from the
dredged hole the
dank well of shit a
swirling darkness eclipsing anyone ignorant enough to cross the abyss
stay back! someone needs to be able to reach out a hand to pull me out
after all
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Some days are just like this. Like the ‘encourager’ is trying to run on an empty gas tank. It’s hard, but the light always comes.
Glad that you wrote in sludge. S**t happens.
Writing is a good thing to do on days like this!
stay back! someone needs to be able to reach out a hand to pull me out
after all
this part gets me. <3
Been there. Can relate.
Relatable, I’m glad you shared you work with us!
Love that first line.
It’s powerful and well balanced with the last.