A Poem About Pressure

This one has to do with recent events.
Not great; I probably could’ve expanded upon what I wrote, but… well, no excuse for this one.

I hope you enjoy.

Pressure comes and goes
Like waves on a shoreline
Throughout days it shifts
Though remains present

Sometimes it leads to buckling
As it it presses and crushes
Though with support
We get up and move through it

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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