For today's prompt, I want you to write a poem of rebirth.
no pain
he disappeared inside himself
and waited for time to pass
no pain if he hides deep enough
living in the grey is unacceptable
society objects to the disconnection
they subject him to the mind menders
who prod and question and insist
they ply him with happy pills
medication to encourage rebirth
Copyright © 2009 by Eryll Oellermann
It Was Great! It Was Weird
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I woke up this morning and thought to myself that if I did not get out of
my house, out of my yard today, I was going to probably die.
I haven't left th...
13 hours ago
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