Poems from Dominoes
Here I sit,
My first job...
Application on the table next to me.
I fill it out,
Not sure what hours I want to work,
Or what date I'll be...
"Follow your dreams!" they say.
But how do they expect us to do this
When we are meant to fit into the
Cookie-cutter mold that they have...
I see all of these poems,
Lengthy,
Tall.
But they win.
They get all of the Scholarships.
And I write short poems.
Simple,
They take up one...
Me?
How did I start?
I have always been good with words, I guess.
They just come naturally.
Whether in short story, novel, or other
But...