by: missbeenaroundtheworld
Little icky bits of life that everyone hates.The sneezing of a random passerby, a gentleman leaving the restroom without washing his hands, eating cotton candy with fingers that have played in the sand. Millions of little viruses float around in the air. They live all around us.
This interesting style of poem that you have, similar to the one titled "hands" is fascinating. I really like the way the sentence is phrased in the second sentence.
ReplyDeleteThank-you for taking the time to read my poems! I'm glad that the style of poem has sparked your interest. I also like the "eating cotton candy ... sand" part of the 2nd sentence.
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