These Words Are Meaningless: A Poem

Hi there! Check out my latest poem below.

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The words on the page mean nothing to me,

dark lines on ascetic sheet, blank,

sterile. These scratches swim,

clawing into vision already jumbled

with letters lost, and scribbles found.

The familiar shapes of words are foreign now,

they stab into my eyes and are lost

in the depths of my irises, sharp reefs

in a hazel sea. I read and I read

these pages over

these pages over again,

but the words themselves

mean nothing to me.


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