I Howl an Expletive in Exclamation

 

As I write
with the long strokes

 

searching everywhere for the artistic
the scrawls tell
as I express
I shape my language
to curve and caress
my syllables they chain
prose to surrender

 

smooth words

 

I do it slowly

 

And have no resistance

 

secret marks coupling

 

with phrases creating

 

The identity this print conceives


 

I urge this fable

 

Then I realize

 

It is a Fable


after several shots of Irish declaration


 

As my vision blurs


 I laugh, HAHAHAHA!!!

 


I Howl an Expletive in Exclamation

 

 

 

In  my best Irish brogue

 

 

 

“This IS SOME FINE FUCKING drivels

 

I will not spill a shot over this dribble…

 

“ AHHH! I’m no POET!

 

I say, to myself with execrations..


 

Then I laugh, HAHAHAHA!!!


 

and exclaim, “Tis good to be drunk with exaggeration”…



 

GOOD NIGHT KDDIES AND SLEEP TIGHT

 

DON”T LET THE BOOGIE MAN GET YOU IN HIS SIGHT


 

Then I laugh, HAHAHAHA!!!

 

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