help me be a tunnel
dark round
dark round
dark round
the edges
black pants
and a
l o n g
black back
like, you know,
like a real tunnel
the way its shoulder blades
might bend against the landscape
hips busting out
feet edge
feet edge
feet edge
for the track
push off from this shimmy square wall
and show light
through the middle
life’s green promise
and wear glasses
wear black glasses
with me
together
I don’t want
tunnel vision
no way
no way
I don’t want
tunnel vision
Written for Visual Verse Anthology Vol 9 Chapter 8
Out of the Cave 
This is so fun! 💕
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I was enjoying going through the tunnel until I smacked my head on the hand bag 😂
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😄😄😄
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Super hip, Worms. Love the tunneled text.
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Brilliant. Reads like song lyrics. Hope it gets in!
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Oh thanks! I didn’t submit it. I had no confidence in it at all. So I really appreciate your kind words.
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Oh no! Today’s the last day so you just about have time to submit if you wanted to? I think it’s brilliant. Even if you don’t, you got a good poem from the prompt.
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Thank you! You’re very kind. I will just look forward to next month’s prompt.
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