The Abstract (National Poetry Month Challenge 23)

Write a poem where the last word of the first line begins with the first letter of your name, and the
last word of the second line begins with the second letter of your name until you have spelled out
your first and/or your last name.

The city holds me close, abstract
My body edges break apart and merge
Into a timeless language of allegories
And construction of skyscrapers, statues and night
Lights gather upon my tongue until laughter dangles
In street signs, smiles and the abstract

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