2021 NaPoWriMo #7

The words here

F l o w

seamlessly into an
ocean that shall
remain unnamed -

I can no longer
be found in the places
where we parted and
the shores do not
feel like home anymore.

However, the words here

F l o w

always on and on
through the bouncing
of fumbling fingers
and into a screen
that once knew me
better than anyone else.

Which is to say,
I'm visiting again,
I hope you're well
And the words
never did learn to

F l o w

As well anywhere else.

-M. Rene' AKA Sincerelybluejay poetry 2021