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Apoptosis, But More Explodey
I’d like to blow minds
rather than just mine.
These mind-blowing rhymes
could do that just fine,
but they are explosive,
and I'm afraid of not getting them out in time.
An ‘exploptosis’ of the mind is what I fear the most, so I write.
I’d like to blow minds,
hopefully not mine,
and so, I write.
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Review Request (Direction):
What did you think of my title?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Editing stage:
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Comments
Esker
Sat, 2016-09-24 17:59
I can relate....
why I used to have a notepad
or write on napkins or draw
ideas..the creative fires would
get going..sing at work
while I did things about the house..
the quiet ones would shuss me
knocking me down off that happy
high..the way they were brought
up..supressed and at home was
the same...that frustration from
being contoured and flight wings
clipped created much poetry
almost another persona split
to survive...
happens...
you have a distinct voice in
your work...and I love the short
run....good themes and
visual construct...
I wish I could write less
and more meaningful
as U
I admire ur works
thank U!