This was written using a neat method I was taught, once. It's only good for relatively abstract free-verse poems, but I like it. Feel free to ask more about it. :D
Be careful when handling the world; sharp edges
Dance through the dissolved quiet,
drink the skin,
scratch away the ache.
slight presence of the world,
edges of stale time twist and turn.
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