rum, assonance of a pigeon poetry when struck just right these chords create sounds not notes and disunity makes music or something like it bird shit if aimed right a symphony if in colors an opus if when drunk Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
Dissonance. But we’ll blame confusion on the rum.
it was more difficult than i remembered trying to write a poem with assonance