Contrived Moment
Something weird happened
To TIME
AT THE BACK
OF MY TONGUE
My body is the noise of
Everything I ever liked
Mutating like slime
mould
What if the mirror
Was our own
body?
This poem is a response to hardtruth #95:
#95, people actually DO get itThis page has paths:
- Some #100hardtruths in poetry Xiomara Liana Rodriguez