(W)retched Poetry

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.

 

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Your verbal talent,

Your verbal talent, especially with metaphor, is endlessly fascinating.  Bravo!


Starwardized [fka Starward]