{Weighing the Pros&Con-diments}
on poems. I must
-ard(ently) ward off
these fears
and relish the thought
of just inking away,
come what may
(oh)
(naise.)
…
I Can’t Erase These Words
I have put them out
into the world,
fire and ice
and ink and steel.
..
Two poems, two days late. Ketchuping on poem-vember.
Lol! Oh this is yummy!
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Thank ya, Sir. 😉
This cracked me up. Mustard, relish, mayo. You are so funny. 🙂