Dots

22 Apr

Starting with one bright red dot,
my finger swypes a square spiral –
What would you call that?
A squaral? – to meet
the only other bright red dot
on the screen. Soon,
there are paths of red and
blue dots, yellow and green
dots making mazes, called Pipes.
Pipes. This is how I pass the time
when what I want to understand
is people.

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National Poetry Writing Month
30 poems in 30 days

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