How do
I draw lines, when the imprint of your pencil still remains?
The
meanders across napkins bleed,
teased
by the wet circle of my glass.
My pen
is handicapped by the weight of discomfort
my insecurities
distort into squiggles.
What’s
the point of a line drawn in sand?
(In response to "Half-Spoon" by Aditi Rao)
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