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from your thoughts here
I sensed the stillness speak
a near diatribe of distraction
babbling from a typing form
of tongue in cheek
and then a listless heart appeared
making everything so confusingly weak
my eyes were listening in
as your twisting words
you began to tweak
am eclectic comfort of sorts
for yourself perhaps
but a painful bloodletting of the very
soul
to this fellow poet
your scars were a rash
as each line though skillfully streamed
at me shrieked
in crude unapologetic contrast
that fell into the eyes of dust
and mingled with a garish sort of retreat
the heart has to be a wrangler
roping in the strays
while fighting with time to preserve
the precious priced meat.............
I know this is barely 'Skimming The Surface'
but when I'm effected I don't retreat
(May 28, 2010 348am)