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Friday, September 29, 2017

Red Bursty

To drown these thoughts ugly

I count how I love thee

All clowned and just clumsy
And hound you uncontrollably

The quill, she get thirsty
To kill, without mercy
Her well of red bursty
To spill with cunning poetry

Sometimes -- when I'm sleepin'

The rhymes, they come creepin'

My radar's gone beepin'
And lines come seepin' happily

I been gone -- but the mission's
Still on, and I'm wishin'
This song is convincin' you
It ain't the last of me


I bent crazy - my eyes

They went hazy - I tried

But got lazy - the tide

Was overpowerin'


I fell bushed, and unsteady

I shushed, and got ready
for pushin' up daisies
Laid down and threw the towel in


But I'm goin' -- no fear when

I'm Poe-in' Shakespearin'
The flow that you're hearin's
Just a troubador


You want sexy - I'm on it

I'll erect thee a sonnet
And hit every component
Until you beg for more


- Poet