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Bomep

Veins and Arteries

Poem

Color-coded calendars control me.

Vivid reds and blues run together, blending,

Icky paint slop where every day, it seems,

Holds the same shade of grey-brown inanity. 

I plan my winter break, when the schedule fades, 

And I live ‘til exhaustion, dyeing my canvas

With new sets of vivid blues and reds and stress. 

The colors will run again, but later, an anachrony;

Or better, sans telos, blending and un-blending

A circular brushstroke, an exercise in anatomy

Calendar contractions echo the beat of my heart.

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Thanks you guys, this is my first post here and I'm new to sharing my writing (usually I just journal). Let me know what I can work on!

Posted Sep 30, 2022, 12:05 PM UTC

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