My poem that was published in a local zine
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Like ants pouring out from their mound, ideas swarm through the chambers of the mind. Hands tremble. Legs run, like melted wax. A once steady heart — disturbed. Rumbles from the colony: They march to nourish the soul Of their Queen, compelled to birth dreams.
Kintsugi - Published in the same zine
An earlier poem of mine. Check it out and tell me what it means to you!
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Dude, so many standout phrases. I love the final line! I look forward to reading more.
Danny! congratulations on the success! That is awesome and it makes me happy.
I felt icky thinking of ants inside my body crowding it up but the idea is cool! Sometimes it feels like that - so many of them come rushing out but which one to concentrate on?
I also really liked, "legs run, / like melted wax" the first line makes me think of people in a group rushing to a goal but then it flips it, a pulling down due to nature (gravity).
Cool stuff, Hope all is well for you!