THE LACKADAISICAL POET
Ideomotor Response Pen
At this point
I'll listen to any voice
that sings a story
I can inhale
transmute and transform
into something me
I can glide and smear
removing the lonely emptiness
between the lines
13-October-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Day 13 of 31 OctPoWriMo2024
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