Stream of Consciousness

July 2, 2018

words fall out of my mouth like coins from a machine

words

so many words

the world is made of words

a poem is nothing more than words

words with meaning

expression

love

hate

joy

pain

all the words in the world could not express how much I

feel

But poetry sure comes close

I don’t know

what to say

how to say

But somehow

poetry makes the words fall out like a waterfall

gushing

flowing

streaming

spilling

rushing

life is

poetry

is life

is poetry.

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