Talented Christy from Poetic Parfait came to the party with her newest poem. Thank you, Christy!
The Next Take
You sat there in the dark, collecting dust
For days upon days
As you laid on a bed of pens and
Scissors with a bent handle.
I let you out
For a short visit here and there,
Undoing your jacket of dust
With a flutter, and a frown on my part.
Tick, tick, said the messenger, and then
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