I just barely got here
Through shell shocked writer’s block
And tackle double talk fear
Shackled hello poetry, with goodbye, right near

Epilepsy is enough misfunction
Most assuredly my greatest taker
Needn’t to add some greater *compunction
When awareness can vanish like vapor

It’s time to rezone my stained rocket stove
Wrap the fragile packed in Earnest paper decamp this cornerstone to thither grove
Looking for a better “b” line breaker

The many anonymous writs
For this aeolian scanner to sample
Tease my truancy to reminisce
And forget the gamble.
Will the dream ember detonate
Or just perforate
If I found the one
I’ve been looking for since I left,
Or would my fear again overcome
The death of trust? Or it’s longueurs theft?

6/2/2020 A. Paige White


BLT put up a Meriam Webster Word of the day word challenge. I’m thoroughly enjoying it so far. (I even threw in an extra- longueurs: a long and boring passage in a literary work, drama, musical composition, or the like)