i write with moist words
bad poetry comes from the heart
so i whine, so i live.
i make a collage of thoughts
you cut them up again
so you dissemble me, so i live.
learning to grow, growing to sit,
flying low on high ground,
counting unforced errors,
so i live.
3 comments:
poetry that touches...because it says things that lie hidden deep within, and that stay buried for lack of words, for lack of guts...
poetry that makes me think, and question, and more than that, this is the kind of poetry and writing that inspires...
keep writing, its an experience - listening in...and living similar truths...
beautiful ...is not justice enough for the words penned...
thank you!
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