gone.

mold me

shape it

’til it breaks

snap it

bend me

make it go away

take it

pull me

make me go away

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micro poetry.

(one.)

I am in need of a little assistance.

(two.)

be careful now. don’t step on the cracks. you wouldn’t want the street to fall away.

(three.)

I just came and left.

(four.)

one day we will all be free to not be.