The mess I’ve made
A dialogue poem
Don’t do that, not yet.
It’s kind of too late, what’s done is done.
I know what to do.
But I don’t see that being done.
Of course you don’t, you only see what didn’t happen right now.
Im living right now.
But you won’t live to do right now forever.
I’m perplexed.
Let me do it.
What’s done cannot be undone.
What you you’ve done is the extent of what can be done.
What I’ve done, cannot stop doing.
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Natasha Collazo
Selected Writer in Residency, Champagne France ---2026
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Comments (6)
This is a really interesting piece, Natasha! You're capturing that tough spot between what is, what has, and what could be!
Strong sense of tension in this and some intriguing wordplay!
The angst of knowing you've really done it now.
Some things that are done cannot be unseen, unheard or unfelt. Loved your poem so much!
Powerful work, a very pained, realistic depiction here!
Relationships can be messy. Well done, Natasha!