insomnia

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    • papermirrors
    • It's been a few years since I've checked in..... Looking forward to reading and writing on here again.

    insomnia

    chaotic clutter
    creating constant confusion
    hoarding loads of
    cognitive junk
    reclining
    sinking
    on this comfortable couch
    consrtucted by complacent action
    lights camera....
    can't quite quiet
    the conductor of
    thinking orchestras
    so I play the clarinet.

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    Bwyn commented on insomnia

    04-05-2009

    Yes and as would I play my guitar I mean.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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