A poem on a turbulent mind — 5 Comments

  1. “The urge is gone”

    I know the feeling. I had the urge to snap my fingers repeatedly at this, but it suddenly passed.

    • I could never quite understand the haiku. I can understand limericks and maybe even sonnets but when you have to start worrying about syllables, it gets a tad complex…

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