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(W)retched Poetry
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Personal (Melancholy) Oh to be alone
with my thoughts
and let them simmer.
They stew too long
until they reach
a boiling point.
And then my mind
spills over
onto this page.
These words
spew out of me
like vomit.
Your verbal talent,
Your verbal talent, especially with metaphor, is endlessly fascinating. Bravo!
Starward