kimbureh:

I broke my glasses today, blurry sight.
One thing is clear, I realized.
I hate myself
sometimes
I cover it up so well.
but now that I saw
it seems so obvious.

In the garden under the tree
noises of life everywhere
around me
I try to compose and
recompose
myself.

This poem is sponsored by
self-depricating Depression Inc.
sprinkled with
the Will to Create.

Thank you for your attention
please
attention please
scary huge insect flying above me send help
k thx bye.

A Limerick by Me*

*(not a limerick)