Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Ctrl/Alt/Del
I key in and expunge Words that gush unreservedly from my earnest reflections
Too revealing in their raw passion and honest fervor
Sliding down my mind decoded into letters but exterminated by backspace.
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