initiated in your sleep
you cant remember what you speak
as you spoke all action left your breath
with your will you were enthroned
a shrine to you
while you dream
and you can not remember
ever
until you walk past the scene where it happened
and you see under the boardwalk
at the wall
on the sides
more than graffiti
the physical foundation
of where you joined
the initiation
and someone told you
you were a fool
boats out at sea a
new hotel
and you're asleep
What does it mean to you?
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I just love the feel of your poems. Rolls off my tongue as I read it. Poetry becomes you. Fabulously written.
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