Five Twitter Poems | Trumposaurus Rex

I.

Don’t push a poem

don’t drag it out

and stand it up

against a wall

let the – ready –

obedient – aim –

write it in – fire.

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II.

How we laughed

when you rose

golden orange

from the yolk

of your glittering

Fabergé egg

How strange it was

to see you grow

Trumposaurus Rex

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III.

Then she slid towards me

like a frightened child across

her wall-to-wall bed, and I

could almost feel her willing

me to hug her to death

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IV.

Such clear, cold nights

are made for the naked

patient eye to spy

smaller constellations

distant smudges in the sky

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