Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
Density? I’ll give you density.
My head, that’s what’s dense,
dense like a rock, so hard to pierce,
dense like a forest, too full of thoughts,
yet porous too, holed like a sponge,
words and memories leaking,
pouring from every orifice, spring water
lost in the racing stream of life.
Don’t talk to me of density.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 03.02.23
Prompts: Density, porous.
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