Poem

I can write

Whatever I’m not asked to

Like how I cannot tell a joke

When asked

Nor make a certain funny face

When the pressure is put on

In front of a crowd

Or how I run out of stories

When we are in need of a story

And when they say

Do that thing

I shake my little head

No

I currently

Cannot write

Poetry

But who knows if I ever could

But who knows if I ever could

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