poem 1

I won’t look at the internet today

Nope. Zilch. Nada.

You can’t make me

It’s April Fool’s 

And the whole wide world

Likes playing

Dumb tricks

I am leaving my house

Only 

With

Eyes and ears and hearts

Shielded

fingers splayed out

My palms Like palm leaves

Half hope half skepticism

At every word

You say

 

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