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Comfortable Percentages

By Éan BirdPublished 4 months ago Updated 4 months ago 1 min read
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The second-to-last poem.

I am so done.

I never want to verse again.

I'm out of words, nothing is left

As for now, I'm checking boxes, stretching

word limit

Who invented this challenge, anyway?

Poetry is the most UNCOMFORTABLE venture. Certainly, for a scientist.

But I did the homework. Studied it all in preparation

Then I wrote, one poem for each day of 40

Now, only two left

Today. Tomorrow. Go back, count.

Then I'm finished.

Hands out in resignation.

Fuck comfort. Fuck poetry. Fuck teaching.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck will this get past censorship?

Don't matter.

Ain't nobody readin'.



fact or fiction

About the Creator

Éan Bird

Reluctant Writer. Teacher.

Hawking vocal contests for love letters.

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