"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Friday, November 19, 2010

Poetry Litter

A waste basket sees
more of my poetry
than a reader does.
It is a process
of false starts,
incomplete passages,
crumpled thoughts
creating poetry litter


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