m.b.b.

writing is like playing Tetris
I fit the words into the right slot,
rotating the words around in my mouth
before laying the correct brick down

I am a poet,
just 29,
you can write tags on your city block
but you can’t write mine

I am the one & only M.B.B.,
razor sharp with my fountain pen’s nib
ready to write you a new one, anytime

M.B.B.
10/6/2020 (edited 12/2/2020)

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