The Skipping Poem - Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka
Odd how in.ter.mit.tent is
this word I wrote.
It began solid blue,
full of cerebral substance and
as thoughts started to evaporate,
so did my strophes.
Each letter was half-
as if part-born.
Too bad I didn't fin-
The flow of ideas dried up
as did the ink.
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