I love poetry
I adore prose
But I am a little tired
Of how long this goes
My prose is no longer wired
This idea of writing
on demand
This idea of writing
on demand
It used to be
a lot more fun
I guess it's not
as easy as it looks
I guess it could
fill a book
a lot more fun
I guess it's not
as easy as it looks
I guess it could
fill a book
I have written again
just to play on
just to play on
and also maybe
to move things along
to move things along
Perhaps the truth is this
Since I write for catharsis
Writing 30 poems in 30 days
Writing 30 poems in 30 days
To let people
review my rhythm
Tis really a shock
to the system
How does my poetry sound
Do I only write
a few stanzas or a round
review my rhythm
Tis really a shock
to the system
How does my poetry sound
Do I only write
a few stanzas or a round
Never mind
if it is scintillating or cheeky
What happens
if it all looks dreary?
if it is scintillating or cheeky
What happens
if it all looks dreary?
Stream
of consciousness within
Stream
of prose
and pentameter without
of consciousness within
Stream
of prose
and pentameter without
Writing that has
got to stop
got to stop
Suddenly I don't feel
That this prose
is worth a lot
is worth a lot
I just added
an instagram button
To this blog
o Help! Help!
Who am I kidding
I am in control of this hack
I am in control of this hack
In 12 days I could even
wipe it all and go black
Do I just continue to write
wipe it all and go black
Do I just continue to write
What flashes in my mind?
If it all gets too much to find
You can find me hiding
on a break from writing
on a break from writing
Curled up in a corner
reading Atlas Shrugged
reading Atlas Shrugged
Should I hit the Publish button?
Ho hum fee fie fo fum
this poet's
come undone
Ho hum fee fie fo fum
this poet's
come undone
-Anne The Obscure
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