Drip Dry #NaPoWriMo2020 Day 5

I feel misplaced,

misread,

somehow other than;

an alien out of space and time.

You say I’m unusual.

Many have said far worse

and far be it from me to disagree.

I rest my head against the bed

it’s far too heavy and it might just snap my neck in two.

I tug at my skin until it is red

it’s feels too tight, I guess I shoulda let it drip dry this time.

But don’t you worry none…

I’m sure it’s not contagious.

~Melanie Thomason

04/05/2020

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2 responses to “Drip Dry #NaPoWriMo2020 Day 5

  1. You are definitely on a fabulous roll, dear poet. Definitely on a roll. It’s great.

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