I believe myself
Posted: March 19th, 2009, 1:23 pm
it amazes me
the lies I can tell
to myself
soft breeze scurries leaves
melancholy evening
train horn blows solace
three twenty one 2009
don't believe me?
check this out
Deleted from Creative Board today
at 945AM
Waiting for the poets of studio eight to wade on in on this one,
meanwhile fools rush in.
I am
absolutely blissful in my ignorance
of what poetry is.
Perhaps a poem is a child that you set out in the world to meet its fate. To change lives, to unfreeze hearts. To wake the living dead.
That's all it is to me. Nothing but poetry.
Just this thing
nothing really
sincerely
just a fan
another one of your "faceless readers"
and when he dies, the poet's last request
just to see his children grateful to have been born.
spontaneous
913am3/21/09
Glad I don't have to read this gibberish
I just write it.
The taxi's waiting
the meter is running
hammer hammer
the lies I can tell
to myself
soft breeze scurries leaves
melancholy evening
train horn blows solace
three twenty one 2009
don't believe me?
check this out
Deleted from Creative Board today
at 945AM
Waiting for the poets of studio eight to wade on in on this one,
meanwhile fools rush in.
I am
absolutely blissful in my ignorance
of what poetry is.
Perhaps a poem is a child that you set out in the world to meet its fate. To change lives, to unfreeze hearts. To wake the living dead.
That's all it is to me. Nothing but poetry.
Just this thing
nothing really
sincerely
just a fan
another one of your "faceless readers"
and when he dies, the poet's last request
just to see his children grateful to have been born.
spontaneous
913am3/21/09
Glad I don't have to read this gibberish
I just write it.
The taxi's waiting
the meter is running
hammer hammer