Line breaks
all broken up
in the middle
of a poem
Thoughts taught
out loud in school
punctuated by
empty spaces
Incomplete ideas
glued together
with nothingness
to create everything
Creation of verses
rehearsed at first
before they begin
flowing on their own
Divided by tension
in another dimension
squeezed then released
in dynamic fashion
Reconstructed destruction
laid out on unwritten pages
set up to tumble right down
left untouched in the moment
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