| the air within this space is | claustrophobic, take deep breaths | |
| filled with your scent | and inhale gas | |
| wafting up from a stolen shirt | that smells of sweat and sex and | |
| I can not escape | the death of | |
| the memory of our time | when we shared | |
| together | everything | |
| without returning it | in one piece |
This is an example of a cleave poem.
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You did a great job with this prompt!
Wonderful cleave (now that I know what a cleave is!)! I really love how each of the three poems says something different but meaningful. Really well done.
Wonderful poem. All three parts work together, echoing each other but also standing apart.
This came together very well!