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Poetry Drafts / 15 June 2022

I claim a faulty fabrication, there must be a defect, a design flaw; this device intended for breathing turns into a tap, a faucet of never ending drips and drops and drabs, just as the sweetest of summers arrive.

I want a refund.

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.