This is a 2 line poem I made called Vacuum Packed. The poem is about wanting to connect but not being able to feel any connection to the outside.
I had never tried poetry but I attempted to on the suggestion of a friend. Most I threw out but I kind of like this one. It interests me because the language seems quite innocent and lighthearted but at the same time the image is kind of horrific :Idunno:
Vacuum Packed
I don't extend much past my skin,
And that's a pickle to be in!