Poetry.~ the other sideA Poem by Fran Mariewhen you can't find vertical words of musical magic, each building from a blank sheet climbing to a glorious expanse. completing its composition of elevating elements but instead you're at the edge of your mind reaching for words when dreams won't whisper the cravings of poets nor bend the fabric of time and space. . visions lost~ as periphery crosses farther over to the other side to oblivion nothing passes within your threshold where poetry exists promising nothing but an empty void. blank parchment and a reluctant pen out of ink
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