7 déc. 2011

percolator

ideas
  percolating
drip drip dripping
from my brain
through my pen
to the page

drip drip dripping
through the permeable substance of my mind

then
a low rumbling
as the ideas flow faster now
as the page is filled with words
and the room is filled with the bitter-sweet smell
of poetry

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