Escapade Report

I didn't mean to be disloyal
I was just ... curious

Today I visited a different poet's universe
We'll leave it's astronomical name annonymous

I have to say, it felt quite alien
Was dry and forced and highly regulated

My creative flow felt retarted
It also felt judged and ridiculed

I could not be myself
Couldn't let it fly or drop my eggs

Instead of therepeutic it left me needing therapy

The experience was rather trippy
And now I'm glad to be back at home and not alone

Appreciate Cosmo so much more than before
Thanks to all who make this space humane

And thank you Cosmo for providing the oxygen that helps my brain breathe

Kisses and hugs all round; the bill's on me

(Even though such things are free 😉 )