to count on my hands
the times I fall into
these linguistic traps
that I dig
to properly hinder
my scramble for land
I’d need more fingers
I’d need more fingers
infinitely.
to count on my hands
the times I fall into
these linguistic traps
that I dig
to properly hinder
my scramble for land
I’d need more fingers
I’d need more fingers
infinitely.
Excellent wordplay and your imagination runs wild on this poem.
You have a different style of writing yourself my friend. 🙂 I love that. 🙂
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Thank you. Wordplay is actually how I write most of my poems – play with some words until they stick together in an interesting way. Most of the time I have none to play with but every so often…
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