this poem is a little
stained
strained and
stretched
across the page
it’s been reworked
reformed
reimagined
rolled up
ironed out
let out – taken in
unravelled
stitched to
gether
crinkled in my pocket
erased and re-
scribbled
in crayon
this poem is
just
worn-
out

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the Wednesday prompt at Poetic Asides today is – stained