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Posted to Action Poetry




simple
syllables
resonate through
my day
words that never
quite get formed-
never pass these
lips or keystroked
fingers
flashes of thoughts
that come and go
too quickly for me
to hold
scenes of light
flooding my memory
against vague
reactions shadowed
by pain
tears well then
vanish too quickly
bits of lines
drawn undone in
one perfect second
it's there,
but what i see
i cannot phrase
fast enough to
let you know
that it still is
crossing
my mind.