I gave myself a task of writing a poem, two lines a day., on twitter This is what happened.
I tried to write a poem about love,
It turned out to be about air conditioners
I tired to write about desire,
And I talked about the sea, on a calm day
I tried to write you a poem about heartbreak,
And how it leaves a hole, shaped like glacier ice, melting to black,
But all I pictured was a cool beer in summer sun.
I feel like a failed poet.