a small room


Poetry is
about to take form, become an animal;
poetry is
a shorter, heavier word.
The poem’s a small room;
will gain access.

These words were derased (erased then not) from this essay, or prose poem, or encomium, by Caroline Rodrigues. She might have said something about an assignment, or a tweet, or something. I think.

Image: Break on through by Sebastiano Pitruzzello, published under a Creative Commons  Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-ND 2.0) license.

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