Dear John (freestyle poetry)

I’m in your mines
Exploring around
With an old headlamp
I found

I’m not where I’m meant to be
Knees are muddy
Nutty Putty

I’m upside down

Excuse me
I’m mapping
Destinations unknown

Going places never before
If I could just squeeze through
There’s so much more

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

5 responses to “Dear John (freestyle poetry)”

  1. Strangers are always asking me: “who, whose beard do you like” and it’s always so difficult of an answer to reply… I get stumped. They don’t understand obsession reality. WHO? IF I ONLY KNEW…

    Gotta leave em guessing 🤨

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