Random lines
from an uninspired poet.
My pen taxies
across the page,
spewing utterances
from a Zen mind:
Nothing
is something,
When you don’t have anything.
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An attempt to goad and harness uncontrollable emotions into written form. As raw and as honest as "social sanity" permits with language being the only barrier. Chaos was the scene of my life, and my spirit was definitely ripe for emotional insurrection.
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