Freeverse 302

4/16/20

I might be a crumb you say
just lumbering in a slum
fumbling bumbling tumbling
but something is rumbling
and now I'm numb to your dumb
no longer below your thumb
and succumbing thumbscrews
or shaded in your jumbo umbra
humbug!
now cut off like an umbilical
feeling unencumbered
like unclogged plumbing
now the humbled incumbent
with dumbfounded numbers
and unjumbled slumber
because I found my drumbeat

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