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Poet
Words drip and spill
From the tip of my tongue
To the end of the quill
Coil
Rapture
Can you hear the poetry untold?
Can you read what the canister of ink
Withholds?
Poetry becomes a way of life for me
Every word is flown
Boiling
Tipping over
An episode to spill
Life no longer a straight line
Life flows
In waves
In oceans of words
Like a respirator
The line no longer dead
Steady
Like a trail of hiccups
Bold
This is a magnificent description of poetry!
Starward