Sunday, November 22, 2009

Willfull Sonnet

Never take your power from a creature...
I lied it's okay to do
I think I'd like to tie your shoes
Are you a divine original human being?

Can you prove it? You got a card?
Even words sometimes become events then "Uh Oh"
Poetry requires total something
The living are Unveiled

They gather divine in your words
You no longer own yourself
You are a Spouse's brilliant God
Artistic, fishy, ironic labyrinth

This is how I feel about your shape

I know Love's born just a stubborn creep

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