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from where many came to be

in carefully clipped tones

I said

Well, Not Me!

this creative cloth that shrouds

my mind

is clear and unconfined

yet quite jesting in its kind

no other would willingly share

this mad dreamer's bolt

startlement convinces each

individual even theoretic thought

to jealously jolt

star entangled is she

the ever so enchanting and sweet

creativity

this once thought to be devil's spawn

spares no expense

and frightens all vanity for a fleeting

moment away

wrenching hands sweat for thoughts too

intense

as to these less than virtuous crowds of

verses I proudly play

music that is never heard

volumes of mentality gone undisturbed

just me and my magnificent angles

staring inward every which way

spouting literary ecstasy

that none too quietly crescendos

and somewhere in between

the poison that poses as an ordinary

pen punctuates yet another daring array

and the flashbulb only then from with in

feels some necessity to dim

the mind is alas

at a temporary stay....................

(April 19, 1995)

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