The mess I’ve made
A dialogue poem
By Natasha CollazoPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash
Don’t do that, not yet.
It’s kind of too late, what’s done is done.
I know what to do.
But I don’t see that being done.
Of course you don’t, you only see what didn’t happen right now.
Im living right now.
But you won’t live to do right now forever.
I’m perplexed.
Let me do it.
What’s done cannot be undone.
What you you’ve done is the extent of what can be done.
What I’ve done, cannot stop doing.
About the Creator
Natasha Collazo
Selected Writer in Residency, Champagne France ---2026
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