It surpasses all avenues of distaste and brings life up against invisible thoughts, causing them to appear in
words, while I continue hearing rhythms and melodies
with every word I write in poetry.
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Penetrating sadness trying to get the best of me, as I continue to stay afloat, doing the best I can.
Examining every feature, expression, and movement as they will eventually be written into volumes of future books.
Starting over after nine eleven,
flies over my head.Memories clouding my mind of that fateful day,so many lives lost needlessly.Jets overhead being used to signify one man missingin formation.Now it means so much more whenever a jet soars above us.We bow our heads and pray for all those who lost theirlives and the families they left behind.
Taking short-cuts through life and ending up finding wrong turns and bringing us up short every time.
Spotting outcasts in various places, never expecting to see blindfolds spread across the room, hiding us from ourselves, for whatever reasons tonight.
Lightened darkness surrounding life outside my window with it’s gentle coat of arms.
Glorious feelings touching all senses, penetrating their answering calls within these echoing walls.
Textures of emotion fill me interiorly,
tightening around my mind.Stretching ends of imagination, pulling themout of shape.Concluding ends of life as I pass slowly intodeath’s abyss, silencing my pen forevermore.