Ironic Zink Poet Imagism

My Signature

Is Corrosion

Cuddled within my contort.
Attach,
Align
confused,
Surprised

Surprised flies fly without a clue as to why...

My Signature is

Corrosion...

My subconscious seal lost,
Lost contort—
Perfectly
Aligned
Confused;

Brand new to this life flies simply just fly
Without a clue as to why . . .

9-7-2019
Submitted for contest: 
Ten word Challenge 1
Contest Host:
Kai Michael Neumann

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Gregory Richard Barden December 22, 2019 at 9:44 PM Indeed - well-said and eloquently phrased and structured ... really enjoyed this one, and it's going into my faves. Blessings! :o) Ironic Zink March 14, 2022 at 12:43 AM Thanks

Anisha Dutta September 10, 2019 at 10:41 AM Nicely penned. Ironic Zink September 10, 2019 at 4:46 PM Thank you.