hope is a fish
hang your
velvet trimmed
dusty blue grey hat
on
hope.
hope is
the
promise
that sticks sometimes on a thin piece
of tape curling
the ends.
up at
you don’t know if the middle can
hold it down
but it does.
it
sometimes
hangs by a
dirty
s
t
r
i
n
g
dangling over
an empty
bottle
of wine.
like a fish it
darts
around.
when you think it’s disappeared-
it’s just sleeping.
Translation:
hope is a fish
hang your velvet trimmed dusty blue grey hat on hope.
hope is the promise that sticks sometimes on a thin piece of tape curling up at the ends.
you don’t know if the middle can hold it down but it does.
it sometimes hangs by a dirty string dangling over an empty bottle of wine.
like a fish it darts around.
when you think it’s disappeared, it’s just sleeping.
(This did not look the way I wanted it to. I will try to write it freehand and take a photo of how I was thinking it should look…)
Impossible Things Before Breakfast! 
I enjoyed reading the end result regardless of the poem’s layout, however, if you’d like to try concrete poetry in the future, I’d really recommend using preformatted text, which keeps whatever odd spaces and line breaks you introduce into the text, and is very straightforward to use.
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