A Pome a Day for a Year

getting a cheeky word salad in,
And not caring one iota
Because this is the literal point
And my phonepomes, my phomes
If you would,
Are chock full of errors
But in a way, this is the most accurate representation
Of what you get.

being one’s own mess is a liberating
Kind of feeling when you truly
And I mean truly, (in a full on
There is no one to worry about
Because they are probably still
Wrestling with their own demons),
Embrace it.

and here I am! Swiftly
Erroring all over the net
With nary a care nor jot
Of fear for truth is a different kind
Of beauty and I feel pretty.