Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2014
It's here
Here in the moment

staring into that screen

tap it out
spill it now


Don't let it go
nor let it know

you're recording

but absord it
and store it in


Let it fill your glands
your heart, your blood
then hands

but give it room
to breathe

Can't want
can't crave

can't cave to need

can't break
nor take the dream

can't take it

where it doesn't
want to be

You'll get it
where it's going

just allow it to be

Ten too many
and babbling
Michael W Noland
Written by
Michael W Noland  Seattle
Please log in to view and add comments on poems