Challenge
Challenge of the Month XXXIX
Write a short poem about your own private Hell. The tortured who reigns gets 100 big ones. Winner will be picked by Prose. Go.
Jellyfish
To drift through the void of the world,
Brainless, sightless, spineless.
Push and pull to get nowhere
And burn everything I touch.
To bloom with others like me
But never breathe a word.
To be Me. To be jelly.
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