Wordcatcher Poem by Femia Cools

Wordcatcher



one would think
when I am writing you a poem
that words come easily
like the flies on my bread

and one would think
that paper would kindly wait
- for me to catch you words -
like the spider in its web

but here I am, thinking
of you, and you
bring me words like a storm
that takes my breath away

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