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This Whole Thing Could Be Upside-Down
Don't even think about the title.
Just wait a while.
Be yourself.
Look in the mirror.
Universes are flooding through your eyes,
Back-and-forth.
It's a pleasure to be read at all.
Would you rather be a wall?
Pasted with peanut butter,
Suffering from a stutter?
A title? What a trifle.
Free verse is the worst.
Slant rhyme is a crime.
Besides, things are never what they seem.
Top or bottom, round and round,
This whole thing could be upside-down.
Copyright ©
Matt Caliri
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