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Antique Reminiscences
I write irrational poetry
Yet you label me writer
But I’m not even close
Many shine brighter
My head agrees
But my heart sees fact
These words are broken
Bleeding and cracked
And most make no sense
Like these here and now
Trying to convey meaning
That thin time will allow
But I can never get across
The message I aspire
So I’ll take these expressions
And cast them into fire
Like me they will burn
Unpromising and bleak
Charred from the flames
Fading as an antique
But I’ll be remembered
Unlike these shattered rhymes
Elapsed in grave reminiscences
Maybe read from time to time
