Swirling in chaotic fits
like storms on ocean, or in sea
thoughts derived eclectically
a never ending kind of plea
Words defining self and soul
bound in baling wire and duct tape
thrown into the cosmos
a different type of ****
The only way to glean release
seems to be the pen, or quill
not a deed of desperation
but a sheer act of will
Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 9:08 AM UTC
Swirling in chaotic fits
like storms on ocean, or in sea
thoughts derived eclectically
a never ending kind of plea
Words defining self and soul
bound in baling wire and duct tape
thrown into the cosmos
a different type of ****
The only way to glean release
seems to be the pen, or quill
not a deed of desperation
but a sheer act of will
There are people who can bend spoons with their minds, I merely attempt to bend words, badly :D
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