Machine (poetry)

Heart is a machine whirring
We’ll get there in a hurry
A projection of my worry
Hate undeserving

Β© Delia Ross. 2022

They all mad about it

5 thoughts on “Machine (poetry)

  1. Well, what are you trying to say, Delia? That before long we won’t be able to record in a public space? That’s exactly what I’m saying… πŸ‘€


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