I want to speak sparks,

by tantricslide

Posted to Poetry on 2001-11-28 01:10:00

I want to speak sparks, and spoken
explosions. With lips mouth, and those who
witness, make up the audience. The words,
that I feed them, providing them their
nourishment. Using every letter of the
alphabet, in a simple complex. This, my
shallow end, is half a mile deep. Dive my
depth, and into my dream, and you will find
me that I talk in my sleep. I offer a slice of
enlightenment, an experiment, a moment of
magnificent, and you, your so innocence.
Your gone, you went, you’re absent. A
princess bent on actress. Out of your
element, and how does one express, confess,
request; another second guess at this verbal
transcendence, its desired promises, and this
could never live up to it. I’m spoken in
sparks, and speak in explosions.

michael s. ferrell
(c) 2001
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