A button that I press
shows me flashes of the past
words, and an address
on the internet, to last
Flowing as intended
from mind to the page
not that the heart was mended
or the soul assuaged
Feelings and emotions
pain, fear, love, and more
going through the motions
a voyeuristic *****
Consumed and captivated
as memories and heart
never ever fabricated
soul, the greatest part
All the words eschewed
and placed within the cloud
marked by my reviews
on poetry, unbowed
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 2:45 PM UTC
A button that I press
shows me flashes of the past
words, and an address
on the internet, to last
Flowing as intended
from mind to the page
not that the heart was mended
or the soul assuaged
Feelings and emotions
pain, fear, love, and more
going through the motions
a voyeuristic *****
Consumed and captivated
as memories and heart
never ever fabricated
soul, the greatest part
All the words eschewed
and placed within the cloud
marked by my reviews
on poetry, unbowed
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