before i even write the title,
i set it to draft
selected as unworthy before it's born
i tell myself i might not want to write about writing
because of something someone said sometime
about mistakes
then if i remember right
i edit my memory:
after editing this poem
i am seeing clearly:
a censored Mnemosyne
raging from her shaded, titanic head
music may be involved.
or film,
or living well
or finding myself unable to speak out against bigotry
or those who'd impose their choice on another's body
the chills.
inseparable sensate emotions.
often they spread over the left side of my back, neck and head
.usually they feel good.
i think they may always feel good
like tears
and the urge to sing alone
or the sharp yearning:
i must tell this someone something soon
like
'the ocean overspills imaginal seas
and yet is less than what i want it to mean'
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 4:49 AM UTC
before i even write the title,
i set it to draft
selected as unworthy before it's born
i tell myself i might not want to write about writing
because of something someone said sometime
about mistakes
then if i remember right
i edit my memory:
after editing this poem
i am seeing clearly:
a censored Mnemosyne
raging from her shaded, titanic head
music may be involved.
or film,
or living well
or finding myself unable to speak out against bigotry
or those who'd impose their choice on another's body
the chills.
inseparable sensate emotions.
often they spread over the left side of my back, neck and head
.usually they feel good.
i think they may always feel good
like tears
and the urge to sing alone
or the sharp yearning:
i must tell this someone something soon
like
'the ocean overspills imaginal seas
and yet is less than what i want it to mean'
