Poetry Abuses Me

Fri, 07/08/2016 - 16:10 -- J.Bird

Poetry abuses me,

Flirts with me one minute and

Abandons me the next.

She gives me palaces

And then she burns them to the ground.

 

Poetry taunts me,

Hands me jewels and fills

My dreams with cathedrals

Only to snatch them away

And leave me a beggar, inspiration run dry.

 

But I can’t convince myself

To leave her behind

And find my way out of the storm,

For I might miss the lightning.

This poem is about: 
Me

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