Pressure Performance Poem by Louis Cecile

Pressure Performance



On the Astral field from above

I gaze with a stare mimicked across the boundary

Written is perfection

The lost in spoken is contrite

Surreal environment supposed to entice

Judgement on my pose

My performance relies on verbal prose

Can there not be a better way to test

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