N’ow; ask’И
My self: “so am I
Coming or going?” I can
Barely decide, Mind feels fried
Like I Am Lost N D¿Ø’s Dead Language &
Chillin’ like a villain, chattin’ with Latin
On oh~so old, cracked & broken cell phones
Since, you know, all roads lead to Rome
So water with lead tastes like home
Then as they said: “when N Roam
Do As the Romans do,” like
A burgundy anchor
Gargling some olive oil
Then spitting it in your face
When say’И: “I’m kinda A big deal”
Claiming 2 B the Original 1, all while
Ignoring the trees N Greece, Whö Ü trace
Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Coming or going
Look’И 4 Loosey (Goose, E.); Rome’И’§’N’Roam
I’d like to hear you reading your poetry. I think it would be fun!
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It’s kinda funny you say that. I’ve been procrastinating taking that next step into reciting it live at a local meet-up. But your comment made me realize uploading recordings here would be a good in between before taking the full leap. A way to familiarize myself/ words with my actual voice, so to say, haha – so thanks for inspiration! I’m gonna make adding recordings of my writing every so often
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