Gum: A Silly Poem

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Gum.

Mounting up in my upside-down world.

A pile of sticky mass threatening to consume me, crowding me out of my hiding place.

Time to leave, to re-emerge into learning.

Too late.

It drags me in by a single strand of my hair.

Eyelids unable to open, cheekbones redefined, ears silent.

Sir’s voice; my learning; me –

no more.

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019

Image by Gisela Merkuur from Pixabay

 

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