Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

(2004)

i am inconsistency afloat.
i evoke ornate rhythms intuitively.
i am a poem out of synch. i pale
in comparison to a dream-sonnet.
i am a veiled maiden of promise,
a failed dilettante in love with a breath.
i am in a death cycle, jailed by weeping.
i dote over endless possibilities.
i am a vexed reflection of indignity.
i am inconsistency afloat.
i am nothing but words
i wrote. i am a half note
on the wrong score
in a different time signature.
i am nothing more
than a poem unsynchronized.
i am inconsistency redefined.
i am a blind slave to waste.
i writhe in a vast dimension.
i am tension unleashed.

i like this a lot doreen. i know that doesn't say much, but it's the best i can do at the moment, as my head clears i will tell you why.

i liked it because i thought it sounded authentic

but then i realized it was just a poem and it doesn't mean anything really



thanks for reading, dino... i'm very happy to know you liked it

it gets the creative juices going..

some clever comparisons.

~westie

thanks westie

i couldn't endeavor
to compare myself to clever
however i never would decline
such a fine implication