gnarled up, bones like logs
trapped in your words, frog’s ribbet
No air to finish—-
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Oh this has so many interpretations - excellent imagery!
Well-wrought! As a short piece this really kicks, especially the suddenness of the last line, as if one has run out of air!
Where far too many of us live.
That felt so suffocating. Loved your poem!
I feel a little claustra reading that, like I need to take a really deep breath
SAD! We have all been there.
I know the feeling Sis 💕🎈