i can’t write another poem about a ceiling fan
or the way it rocks back and forth and people
worry about its health and that one day it
will just fall down and break because it dared
to keep spinning
One thought on “black spots”
Enjoyed the irony of the voice here — blunting stating you can’t write about something, and then just boldly doing exactly that. Good use of personifcation!
Enjoyed the irony of the voice here — blunting stating you can’t write about something, and then just boldly doing exactly that. Good use of personifcation!