Tasked with Incompleteness
It looks like rain, but it’s just clouds, she sighed— fighting against something greater than herself, she cries, stuck with a mind favoring incomplete tasks with stealth, she hides, her existence is an act of rebellion in itself so she lies. She left daisies upon hearing the sad news: her loved one died.
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This one has an interesting rhythm and flow. I like it.
love the short burst of line connecting longer bursts
Another good use of rhythm and rhyme. I like “she hides, her existence is an act of rebellion in itself” that… a lot.
This!!
yep! to the comments before me.
love: her existence is an act of rebellion
Such emotion! And the daisies left is a strong image of who she is.
Just reread this one today.
Almost held something different.
I relate deeply to each line.
Love your beautifully articulated recognition
I’m honored you came back for another read, thank you!