Stagnant Poem by Jackie Chou
Stagnant
You're seventy-percent
dihydrogen monoxide.
Dark and stinking
of the alleyways,
like day-old rain puddles.
I'm sinking,
my boat paper-thin
& without oars.
The seagull in me
still dreaming of wings
to save itself.
Wednesday, August 25, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: wings
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Love and life
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