I write but
Startled by the force
To feverishly pen
What bursts forward
To be read
I do not wake
The words caught
Recited like a
Newly wrought prayer
Its power still new
Still strong in its conviction
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a foolish zenith
the enduring calls of
all that is subjected to difference
seems thinly veiled as the last
all disguising the one truth
with no more than a
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sinking my teeth in
letting the subjective gush out
it pools metaphorically around my wettish, wrinkled toes
wasted with a hungry willingness
sated yet ever greedy
glutted yet voracious for more
consumed with a tenacious menace
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words elude me… running blindly, unlike similies, unread metaphors, all escape me. to exist still more, in my fitful thoughts. Like this: Like Loading...
Dear, discouraging lump
you’re a worrisome bump
you answer calls…
what more? what more?
is this what you wake me for?
another ranting raving
and I (small i)
your ever indulgent
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just for fun, when writing the piece “lit/unlit” light was the word that rushed forth…
at every chance
“am i needed?”
“am i sought?”
it repeats itself
like a child recites
“can i or can i not?”
like it wants to be caught
but ever ready
with a toothy grin
“am i needed?
how ’bout now?
am i thought?” Like this: Like Loading...
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tainted thine typed out tryings
verbage together litter a page
what more is there but lesser whats
riffled through and written out
over confidence over
rhythm somewhere lost
devices to lie have proven true in their bitter lies
meaning yet means to change
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“the people blur and part”
and i await for the words to come
a frantic search
through many no longer sticky notes
bent and creased and come apart
with scribbles, waves and loops
half brackets, slashes and arrows
and lines wobbily crossed out
all tossed aside for that one
where all that has stuck
are “the people blur and part”
a thunderous sound
the platform trembles
a whoosh of stale and mechanical air
an impatient rush, quick shuffles and speakered din
all scattered now
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i will write no more…
for sleep beckons with warmth
and promises of
and though the couplets
waltz hand in hand
and imagery sings wittily
with coy metaphors
and though the muses
swirl alluringly by
and the rubious rhymes
taste sweet and tartly
i will write no more…
heavy clouds sit upon my eyelashes
and drowsiness tugs me gently away
with soft zephyr whispers
and though my pen persists
the dream sands engulf me
from a far off oasis
and so i will write no more
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