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Do/Dare I?

December 26, 2018

 

 

If I had 

wings 

of a dove, 

I would 

fly 

away 

surrender 

this lackluster existence 

where 

talent flees 

me 

unused 

unwanted 

undisciplined 

in a grind 

and some 

how 

I slip 

off 

pedestals 

into

my life’s 

chained melody 

flat note 

unsung in any chorus. 

 

Yes!

This is me 

falling 

down 

down 

down 

a rabid hole 

called mortal

wounded 

so I rattle on 

about nothing of 

consequence & 

nobody 

knows 

the trouble I see 

just 

here in

nowhere 

in somehow 

don't know

I’ve lost this

spark 

unlit genius premonition 

lost calling 

lost in prayer 

lost…

lucky I can't be-come

or so 

says ye of such 

little, little 

faith. 

 

Yet, here I AM 

still

ready 

to do 

or 

die 

do 

or 

die 

do or dare I?

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