my keyboard is a minefield.
my mind is broken glass.
when my body bursts apart,
the shards catch light and look like blinking stars
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Poetrymy keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )
minefield
my keyboard is a minefield.
my mind is broken glass.
when my body bursts apart,
the shards catch light and look like blinking stars