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On Writing About Anything
by Jeffrey ParrenI sit.
Go.
Shut up and stare.
Open.
Release.
Hello darling, I am there.
Words begin to shoot.
Gunpowder smells of mind.
Paper bleeds ink,
and the feelings ease inside.
I grasp the pen harder and harder,
finding drops of sapidity
develop on my hands
until all that needs to, does.
Come out.
You leaving is not a bad thing.
It's what I wanted after all. 02/07/2007 Author's Note: Replace paper and ink with computer and keys if you simply write your poetry on computers...
Posted on 02/07/2007
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