Here’s a poem I wrote today. I wanted it to be a Haiku, but, you know. Please feel free to Haiku it in the comments.
My despair is like a flushing toilet
The water spins up higher and higher until I think it’s going to overflow
Then it gets sucked down into the pipes and fills up again to a manageable level.
nailed it
Wow, that was impressive, I had three distinct different feeling in 15 seconds.
Thank you