Big Tent Poetry prompts the writer to pen a poem using some form of aphrodisiac.
A Virgin List
a simple string of words
tangles with ghosts
my head presses to the glass
tomorrow is overcome by past

i wish myself a virgin list
like a box of unused notes
nouns that ramble free
without a thought attached
verbs that let me float
out of bounds, above details
adverbs to repel failings
forget regrets and guilts
to skim beyond the true
I want to fall in love with new
with a fresh string of words
alone and all my own
Original digital art.
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