THE PLAGIARIST'S LIFE SCRIBBED

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JOURNAL #29

delights inside

with the contents

abandoned

chasing that one snapshot

cursed all anew

from the incomparable

fate though constant

is no ordinairy matter

stealing words is

such a sentence less crime

so many voices

unraveling the brain's riddles

too many echoes anymore

always quoting the past

adrift with the unbearable weight

of reason

never a notable notation lost

and why is it that tomorrow has

no permanent address

justice just keeps getting

brighter

and crime is its writer in chief

so

keep in mind

we have to swim even when the whistle

is not blowing

Melissa

(written May 30,2004 430 am)


Author's Notes/Comments: 

title and general poem meaning not so much as true plagiarism but for those times when you find your odd inspiration say a magazine or the way a group of words reveal themselves to you in some unlikely source of reading material.I myself here, am referring to my love for reading the local library's monthly book page I find so many ideas and different ways of saying something and this poem was for those such occasions I have when writing.

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