words
i’ve started writing again
like how you wait for the last bit
of honey to pour out on a cold day
it’s sweet at the end
but dreadful to watch
—–
i’ve started writing again
like a dam broke
there is no salvation for the
town that i built
around who i was without words
the villagers were never meant to
survive anyways
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Congratulations! Love the metaphors.
Beautiful. Second Sylvia’s love of the metaphors. I wonder if this is actually two poems?
An amen and a chuckle to this:
it’s sweet at the end
but dreadful to watch
I love the sensory “like how you wait for the last bit/of honey”