Waking poetry by Ashley Pentycofe

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It’s been a while

Sense my mind had driven me wild

So I open the doors and let it dive on in

It swings with joy from vine to vine swinging with precision

Avoiding pathetic rhymes

It climbs thought the dust and cobwebs

Waking Imagination and Creation out of their deep sleep

Now they consume me

With each passing minute a new animal awakes

Ashley Pentycofe July 4 2012

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