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JOURNAL #25

words

burning up the pages

with their various

ink filled grace

giving subtlety to the cause

of writing itself

an incomplete picture frame

of slippery artistic climb

the property of wish

itself possesses a dash of power

confusion takes a bath

neatly afterward

upon the back of a truly innocent sleep

one that can sneakily thieve a place for

itself

with no real reoccurring guilt whatsoever

what paradise

for all those jagged upsetting thoughts

and the varnish of vague analysis

if applied properly

covers every last nick in the gouged

human psyche

indescribable bliss

to the focused poet

at work

this is what poetry can conquer and

achieve

for even the most weakened

view of reality

full circle the present

staring at the future

that looks fondly

back on the past..........

(written July 22, 2001 10pm)

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