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...Un-poem
By SolApathy
I am the unpoem of the absurd
Where rhyming is unheard
Discombobulated conflagration of intimate relation
These lines are filled with conflation
Ideas never meant to mix
Cherry kool-aid and a bowl of Trix
Tempt me to write, unwound
This is how my mind to me, resounds
Sounds
Echos with the confusion of so many illusions
Everything becomes real in my confusion
I trip upon thoughts of laser-beam love
She loves me, as I am her Dove
Gremlins infected with petulance
As they see in the mirror -- their abhorrence
Turn another corner in my mind with no walls
Only deep dark faltering falls
In this drop I have time
It’s where I devised this intricate un-rhyme
I’d love to come out to play
But my mind doesn’t work that way
Where rhyming is unheard
Discombobulated conflagration of intimate relation
These lines are filled with conflation
Ideas never meant to mix
Cherry kool-aid and a bowl of Trix
Tempt me to write, unwound
This is how my mind to me, resounds
Sounds
Echos with the confusion of so many illusions
Everything becomes real in my confusion
I trip upon thoughts of laser-beam love
She loves me, as I am her Dove
Gremlins infected with petulance
As they see in the mirror -- their abhorrence
Turn another corner in my mind with no walls
Only deep dark faltering falls
In this drop I have time
It’s where I devised this intricate un-rhyme
I’d love to come out to play
But my mind doesn’t work that way
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Tuesday, December 5, 2017.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...Twisted within the confines of my own lines I found myself a mirror of my own rhymes...Comments on "...Un-poem"
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On Tuesday, December 5, 2017, carlosjackal
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Brilliant, clever and an absolute joy to read.
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On Tuesday, December 5, 2017, Drea
(1388) wrote:
Water to wine... Water to fucking wine. That's all.
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