Second exercise, third experiment of the May 28th, 2023 poetry workshop I led, where we were asked to expand a text message into a poem.
yessir
i can do it
certainly,
by tomorrow
the deed is done
the rest is won
no matter the issue
if I don’t deliver
my contract’s ablaze
& you’ll have the scissors
i quiver, the train home
dissolved into white
black text on page, my maze
diy torture device