A Problem Poem by Missy Lynn

A Problem



I begin now,
The same way
I started,
At birth,
Lying and lie-ing,
With nothing
But my own
Loneliness.
This time when
My fanaticizes
Never seem to
Reach earth.
And like water
They dissolve
Because I do
What I am
Told and
Taught

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