Best Flexing Poems

For seven months now, this exercise
class at 8 a.m. Forty minutes. Tedious –
one small rip across the smooth fiber
of morning. I don’t want to be skinny,
just full of energy and run. No stress –
ready to tackle a maxed-out world.

But this workout’s a whole new world...

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I didn't know that all this could happen
He thought that he was a simp
But instead he was a noow
He used to think that he was flexing yet cheugy

This became salty when I got sus
When his fam told me of his dirty plans
I had to ghost...

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Limbo 

I’m in a dark space
There are no edges
And the sides flex if I push
I am blind and deaf
The taste of doubt
In my mouth
The scent of fear 
In my nostrils 
I roll and kick
But I make no impact
I want to be free
But there’s no way...

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