Best Stapler Poems
Death of a StaplerYour metal head has a mind of its own
When laptop chase rushes to meet deadline,
Pointed teeth decide to clump together
Jamming the bar with those sharp incisors;
My bones whacking the ledge, in high-scale of rage.
Braces still grip in clusters .... don’t have time
Loosening that clipped...
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Categories:
stapler, confusion, crazy,
Form:
Free verse