I like to occasionally write poems from time to time. My style of poetry is very unique and I like to use personification a lot. I really like to put my self in objects positions and see how it would feel like to be that particular object. So this weeks blog is a poem that I wrote two years ago called "Stapler".
You are forcing me.
I repeatedly do the same task.
Congregation of trees in a form called paper.
Don't make those staples anymore.
So I won't have a purpose.
Because frankly,
Insertion of them is bad enough.
But to spit them out
Without manipulation of my own throat
Could very well turn my blood to rust
and cause an inconvience on your paper.
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