Stuck In Myself Poem by Zyw Zywa

Stuck In Myself



Sometimes I crash
in myself, then I pry
screams loose
Here! Here!

I pound out thoughts
I exist! Hey! Why
does nobody get out
of step?

Your clothes are bulging
I look through them
little hands pop out
of the fat bumps

They wave up
to their friends
from the ceiling, haha
I got it

I'm not crazy
Singapore is crazy!
Everything is correct
decent and swept

Wednesday, January 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: society
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For Claudia Artz

Collection "The drama"
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