I sometimes start things and never finish them. I get spurts of ideas, envisions, inspiration.....I begin to write it down....then it leaves. I started this poem the other day....clearly I didn't finish it. I probably never will. I can't go back to that place mentally and feel the way I felt then. If I resumed the poem, it would have a totally different meaning, setting, direction. I prefer to leave it the way it is.
Think about the travesty that ensued
Never has my mind and body felt so used
Abused
But never mind all of that.
From now on
I will take my strides in twos.
Metaphysically, I have the ability to transorm my feelings into actions
Last name could have been Jackson.
But through the wire like Kanye,
I recall the games that I used to play
With his and her hearts
The money I spent to excite you
The energy I released to entice you
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-As you can see.....I have no idea what I was talking about. The words were writing themselves. Trying to view their reflection from the screen on my phone. But now, they stopped. The thoughts are gone-
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