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I’m just a lobster in a pot.
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Boiling without protest.
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Soon to be served to
a salivating,
suitable,
suit-wearing suitor
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they lick their lips and
know my fate.
About the Creator
Reece Beckett
Poetry and cultural discussion (primarily regarding film!).
Author of Portrait of a City on Fire (2020, Impspired Press). Also on Medium and Substack, with writing featured… around…
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