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Jan 2017
Too much concrete and tarmac
separates your heart
too much tongue wiggling
can make you deaf.
A poet knows no cure
from the sinews of song
wrapped up tight
in silence between each word.
You can thumb a lift
down the highway
talk non stop like your wizzing
too much amphetamine
be uptight over nothing.
Hear the silence call to you
while in the midst of a crowd.
Poetry has your heart
and you know, you have
to follow it.
Written by
nivek
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