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The Poet’s Communion
Subconscious streams of inward truth,
mingle with the desire to censor - think before you tell.
Catching snippets of epiphanies and laying them down,
linking to the minds of others for a time.
To the rhythm of a failing heartbeat,
we intoxicate ourselves off of words,
aroused by syllables, rejuvenated by stories,
told like a memory that makes no sense.
A sound alternative to a life void of emotion.
We bleed out truth,
blood that crusts over and is forgotten,
only the Bleeders recognize the loss of vitality.
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If you write poetry, how does it affect your relations with other people?
© 2015 Marié Patricia Nicolina Murray