Paused
My poems are seldom finished.
Released, yes, sent out
to the poetosphere,
or buried in a journal.
But not finished.
Most of them need
something more.
A shifted comma,
an altered line break,
a synonym or two,
fewer words, more heart.
Even those eluding edits
are never finished.
Perhaps forsaken,
or merely abandoned.
But not finished.
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