Gunk Posted byrahulJanuary 27, 2023Posted inPoetryTags:Gunk, Poem, Poet That feeling of terror Enveloping the world; We stare at the mirror While waiting for a word; Shaking us from our seats, The stage displays great feats; Feelings of pointless junk We have now become gunk. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related