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Posted to Action Poetry

it's joy life brings
it's soul pain sings
like that one love never courted-
rejection howlin at a coward moon
yellow my my eyes, wastewater cryin
wantin that spark to half ignite
fightin the fear of bringin that light
and it thins me out
wastewater dyin
caught in a cycle of a truth that's lyin...

Hey WIRE-go on....grooovy!