Misanthropic Meanderings

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Thursday, September 14, 2006

Wake up

I will wake you
with kisses

baptise your lips to the dawn

waking skin from slumber

Ever have a day when your fucking poem drops the hell out of your head? Dammit! I had a nice bit of verse going during my walk and it evaporated by the time I came back home. I hate that shit. The only solution to it is to try it again, duirng another walk. But it won't be the same, it never is. Stupid brain.


Blogger Wingtiphsu said...

Walking with poetry is a beautiful picture.

4:08 AM  

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