Troll Toll
Another bridge
to merge the gap.
Bind it and seal it,
warp it and weave it.
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I tear and I glue,
seal and undo.
It’s chunky and blurry,
bound up in a hurry.
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A chaotic skeleton
stretches across.
I look in infinity
and begin to cross.
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Building bridges
is a mad burning rush.
Tack down some joy,
or your heart will be crushed.
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Thank you for reading my comic and poem. Lots to think on in this latest installment. Building bridges is tough. This is parts 7-9 in the Anxiety Arc. More to come soon!
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About the Creator
J. Jay
I like to share my art and writings, whether it's silly or serious. I'll also feature a comic I work on called Writing Whoas, which is about the joys and hardships of being a writer. Stick around to laugh or cry.
Comments (4)
This is brilliant, that's a sub from me 😁
I really enjoyed that, please join us in the Vocal Social Society on Facebook which is where I found this shared by Grz
The bucket of water bit!! 😆 Loved your poem too.
This is awesome. I do this so much, I must be a bridge builder, lol! Great poem; it reminded me of Roald Dahl for some reason... which is a compliment, but a strange, one, I know.