Wax // Wane

on the wind float
wearily by; waxing
poetic, they stir within, wake
my words.

Walls bend,
then wither; spark ignites, consumes.
No warning, it wanes, now
just winds full of

*trying my hand at a mirror cinquain*
yeah write poetry slam
Won’t you join us?

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