#poetichiding
#~M Vogel*
(sequestered from the status quo)
Sitting here in front of this screen
my Artist Peppino, across my thigh--
[the greater (for the time being)
giving way to the lesser]
One day, I will be able to breathe life
in to your strings, my love..
the way I do words, on to paper
And on that fine, glorious day
I will no longer need these cheese-dick
stupid ******* online poetry sites
to bring forth the music of my soul
Nor will I continually need to wade through
this never-ending barrage of classic hiders
and their bastardization-like misuse of poetry~
in order to hide behind the very words
that should be given the permission to make them
become, truly known.
There is no alone-ness within the magnificent resonations
of the perfectly plucked string
of the most perfect, of guitars
Like this one, sitting right here
in my lap.*
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Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 2:45 PM UTC