Monday, April 13, 2020

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirteen, Poem Thirteen


What Is


Like
suicide
bomber

fail one
lose luster.

Longest
staring
contest

never forget
first blink.

Giving
up is
trained

rewards to leave
pellet alone.

All
expectations
leveled

Thank you I knows
cost nothing.

Hunt pecks
okay
n'night.

Good enough
why reason. 


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