a big heavy cloud
that hangs out above your head
it’s a speech balloon
that’s crammed full with jumbled text
rubbish you shot from your mouth
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2021
a big heavy cloud
that hangs out above your head
it’s a speech balloon
that’s crammed full with jumbled text
rubbish you shot from your mouth
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2021
unbolt me 
“My thought bubble’s generally jam packed/ with dollar sign, exclamation, ampersand and hash.”
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That’s a lot of stuff! 😮
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Interesting poem; i personally interpreted it as a self-reflection of the often crass opinions many of us post online without taking a moment to dissect whether our opinions are a accurate representation of how we’d conduct ourselves in real life. At least, I have found myself overly critical or quick to judge others under the veil of anonymity online for things I’d be far more objective and reasoned towards in real life.
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I think Tetiana would agree that this is a perfectly valid reading of her poem. I, for one, really like your take!
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The figurative language is a rich tapestry of thought
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Thank you so much, Anand!
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Very figurative use of language
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Tati will be very pleased to hear that. Thank you, Anand!
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🙂
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😜
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I think this encapsulates perfectly when we say something that still haunts us to this day—something you remember as you try to sleep at three AM, tossing and turning, then it just pops in your head.
Love this. It’s so clever and evocative!
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That’s definitely what I thought as I read this too, Lucy. Thanks so much for reading!
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well said dear
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Hear hear! Thanks for reading! 😀
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mine pleasure
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