A poem from writing workshop

Tonight's prompt in writing workshop was to watch this video and write something based off of it.









Here's what I came up with. Feel free to add your own in the comments:



     Pushing away only makes them stick

     Flies on hanging paper


     Wings buzzing

     Memories vibrating through the strip

     stinging like a slow drop of rain

     as it trickles beneath your armor

     carving between slumped shoulders

     where you can’t reach it

     because you should’ve stood up straight

     instead of always turning your back.