Sticking to

Water kissing shell. Think–

Coffee. All the writer can think about.
Free, no poetry prison. But I’d rather be there
truthfully. Away from all characters like these
2much noise. Break yet? More mechanical
Screeches, loud bubbling. But what
Do I expect?

At home first sip… Better. Alive like intent
Sharks.. Seeing something. More verse. Going back
To my cell. Poetry forever
from me.

12/13/12

Not liking my lines. Quitting. For
Next 10.

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Writer/Blogger - bottledaux.com

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