My poetry ends up looking like

some Rorschach Test gone bad.

Words flow together in blots, splots,

inked dots on the blank page.

So many words blend together.

So many thoughts, ideas, emotions

intertwine into this dotted mess

that far too often ends up like

the Rorschach Test of poetry.

02/04/2008

Posted on 02/04/2008
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