August 15, 2013

Inevitable

By viewingcamelot

All these dreams

They still persist

Even after my crude exorcism.

 

It’s so unseemly

They exist

Somewhere in reflex or optimism,

 

Behind my reams,

My pen, my wrist,

My highest tenacity or masochism.

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