Is there is any sort of technical poem name for this sparsely worded sort of um… list?
Well I don’t know, all I do know is that it was rattling around in my head at 6.30am for some reason. Perhaps I just fancied a tangerine.
Any allusions, metaphors or analogies you see are your own, I’m not judging. We all have a point of view.
I wish I hadn’t
Doesn’t look as nice