Monday musing

Poetics
This poem is proof of my existence,
that I was for a moment, real.
These words are what is left of my voice,
they are both what I imagined and philosophical:
Emotion committed to ink
asking you to think
about life and ideas,
trapped in the linear.
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: