Tough love meets the sharp prickles of a monkey puzzle tree in today’s five-minute poetry writing task. A few lines here, surely this poem shall expand:
The Fix
I can’t fix you
The broken boy crying out for a mend
The tall monkey puzzle from where you descend
Firing critical bullets, unable to bend
I can only fix me
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