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TONIGHTS DELIVERY
Do not oversleep
do not dream
all my poems are born through the night
I feel I'm tapping keys
but I drink red wine
blood flourishes me
in the morning I wake up
brush off my dream
never scream
then through my veins
flows my verse
you ask is it a verse
I say worse
then you clap for me
look me up in a library
did you ever find me
say something I may believe
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage:
Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Comments
Ray Whitaker
Fri, 2022-01-21 16:03
Hi Lovedly
I read your piece here a few times. Seems like a “trail of consciousness “ sort of thing. Thanks for posting this.
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lovedly
Mon, 2022-02-07 21:07
Sorry RAY
I was brushing laps teeth and came across your awakening
thanks to the rays you shower
on to be poets
one is me
scribbler
Tue, 2022-02-08 12:24
Hi loved
I'll leave the truth saying to those who say it much better than I. Like you a great deal of my chicken scratchings begin in the late hours of night
lovedly
Tue, 2022-02-08 13:01
YES STAN
The night belongs to poets
You know the rest
on Neo being the best
I still try
thanks