Sunday, 4 December 2011

late to bed freewrite (2)

i want to freewrite
want to sit here and pour words
onto the page
let them spill from me like the ones before
where i lay myself bare to your scrutiny
offered up heart, so unplanned, i forgot the wrapping
forgot to deliver at least some pretext of forward planning
some subtlety to turn raw into nuance
just slapped it down unenhanced
bloody, raging, pulsing on that slab

but if i let myself
as i did then...

i am sorry
i cannot

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