Sunday, April 26, 2015

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Six, Poem Nineteen


Tretina
using an online 3 word generator

Writing nothing is walking in a desert
listening to yourself for lightning, thunder
wishing you had even a pin

to prick a cactus or even to pin
invisible medals to your chest in the desert
so not to fall over, your ears thundering

to give up, that some times there's thunder
without rain, nothing at all to pin
an idea on, no magics "S" to turn desert
into dessert, desert the thunder, ride the lightning pin to win.




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