Isla-Grace Davies

United Kingdom

My name is Isla and I always try to do the write thing.

Falling is Futile

May 26, 2020


Is it a poem you wanted?
Was that what would make it concrete?
Or would you rather stay a jumble
in my criss-crossed, dark mode street?

Malleable minutes, stagnant,
Your most hated. Poison, perhaps.
Carnivorous, crawling eviction,
I'm stuck, and raking for scraps.

Hurtling t'wards prose, perfection,
You've hijacked my music and mind.
Empathy without entropy
is falling is futile
is people, no concept of kind.
so i went through another breakup


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