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Contractual Obligation Poem
I made a vow to create/spew
at least a poem a day for April.
(“vow” might be a tad strong
to describe my intent toward
this spastic poetic slaughter.)
I’m dragging behind and
I’m feeling word blind.
No ripe phrases fall
in autumnal waves
from my dry pen.
Be glad I don’t yearn
to create a verbal
Metal Machine Music
on 8-track tape.
I am not a monster.
Not yet at least.
© 2009, php
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