I pretend my right arm belongs to someone else
Then I stroke my left arm gently
I know it’s not you
But I like it anyway
I saw the black cat slink away
I didn’t know he has been near me
Now he has gone
For today
In the night I heard a siren
Was it inside me or outside
I seemed to have no boundaries
What do you say?
At the hospital, they seemed angry
How long have my feet been deformed?
Since I was in the womb
Before that, I don’t know.
Why do I have to be normal?
Feet weren’t made for shoes
I might go to a blacksmith
Tell me the way
This is beautiful!!! The first line especially resonated with me
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How lovely.I am pleased to meet you,Jack
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Likewise!!! I’m looking forward to reading more of your poetry 😉
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