Unknown Poetry (poetry is about seduction; I just want to communicate with the world)

Cursed

August 23, 2006 at 1:18 pm | Posted in poetry | Leave a comment

I wouldn’t wish

this curse

on anyone

because a poet

never stops thinking

about the next

to greatest

poem

he or she

can free from

their subconscious

because it gets

harder

as every single day

passes,

and it gets harder

to keep loving

these words

while living

your life

full of obstacles,

but to free

yourself

from the shackles

of

corporate doom,

one must

unlock the part

of your soul

where secrets hide,

foraging into the forest

for those

special berries

keeping you alive

for another

word,

for another

line

and for another day

fending off

the

madness

trying to

bring us

all down.