untitled also
I turn to share with her as she were there
I turn again suddenly her out of view
i turn in and surrender the reins have all washed the baby with the dish water
I turn i turn turn turn turn
everything’s as it is and she is with me
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I love the sudden drop of repetition in the last line. It feels like finally being at peace after a long period of disorganized anxiety
thank you 🙂 it is trying to
Have all washed the baby with the dishwasher? I’m here for some slightly surrealist poetry
I love that line, personally, because of the mixed metaphor and strange smell of being a euphemism in some not distant nearby nearly parallel dimension. thank you for reading;)