Monday Poetry Prompt #15: Triolet

I’m still dicking around these parts
’cause I’ve failed to go anywhere,
each day filled by the super-mart.

I’m still dicking around these parts
still stuck, and dying to depart
from this city’s nest of despair.

I’m still dicking around these parts
’cause I’ve failed to go anywhere.

A simple attempt at a Triolet, inspired by We Drink’s Monday Prompt. I don’t think I did a great job but it’s always nice to do something different. I may try using this form later on.

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