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Jan 19, 2022
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TONIGHTS DELIVERY
Do not oversleep
do not dream
all my poems are born through the night
I feel I'm tapping keys
but I drink red wine
blood flourishes me
in the morning I wake up
brush off my dream
never scream
then through my veins
flows my verse
you ask is it a verse
I say worse
then you clap for me
look me up in a library
did you ever find me
say something I may believe
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Ray Whitaker
3 years 5 months ago
Hi Lovedly
I read your piece here a few times. Seems like a “trail of consciousness “ sort of thing. Thanks for posting this.
lovedly
3 years 5 months ago
Sorry RAY
I was brushing laps teeth and came across your awakening
thanks to the rays you shower
on to be poets
one is me
scribbler
3 years 5 months ago
Hi loved
I'll leave the truth saying to those who say it much better than I. Like you a great deal of my chicken scratchings begin in the late hours of night
lovedly
3 years 5 months ago
YES STAN
The night belongs to poets
You know the rest
on Neo being the best
I still try
thanks