Today I feel like poetry
Though I have forgotten rhyme
Somewhere while I was growing up
I forgot my sense of time.
I hope you all won't mind it
This silly childishness
But I really feel like poetry
And making a big fat mess.
I really don't mind jabbing
And making no sense at all
And write climbing verses
That eventually thud and fall.
Its been so terribly long
Since I've had nothing to say
About the world in general
About the trees and clay
About the silly people
About the love and pain-
'Cause I have to write some poetry
And wet my words in rain.
There are no deep wordly feelings
That I need pour out to you
I want to spit out random words
And feel proud about it too.
I don't mind scraping paragraphs
Today I feel no shame
I want to bathe myself in nonesense
And have licence un-tame.
Don't stop me now
let me come out today
All I want to write is poetry
Some serious serious poetry
Some very serious poetry
About me
And you
And poetry
Today.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
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