mayA Poem by m.s.earlyforgive the punctuation i have not been well for some time been common, been familiar sacrificed day walks for the pretentious stare like some prostituted transaction between the universe and i then found myself alone in front of a bad screenplay wondering why the world accepts crap for art (i've seen cowpiles delivered with more panache) where has my old friend gone? he dared to sacrifice the aesthetics of his poetry's form by jutting the edges with the unconventional. i miss his bravery so dearly. perhaps soon i will see him again in the midst of a melody i feel myself lingering on forgive the crassness, the cynicism like i said, i have not been well for some time as my old friend use to say there is more poetry in the petal of a daisy than in all of the minds in this one horse town i can't believe i hung up on him in the middle of his accusation and forgot to pray but in the morning as i shave for church i'll sense his presence and i'll hear the song we wrote together my quandary exists in its perception you see for as i say that i am not well it speaks of a mirror that refuses to reflect any light but mine and it blocks out my old friends those who taught me how to see and feel, they taught me how to paint, how play the piano, how to properly punctuate my ideas i suppose my maturity was a symptom that i mistook for the disease because it wasn't maturity at all but rather a mistaken case of misinterpretation it was only me refusing the obvious and intoxicating my pride yes old friend, i remember now the daisy became a lei its poetry found the neck of beauty around a filipino dancer and i forgot i am changing the direction of my light again i have not been well but i have been worse and tomorrow morning i will open a bible and remember why i wrote you why i fell in love with her and i will pray for us all
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Added on May 17, 2014Last Updated on May 18, 2014 Authorm.s.earlyVAAbout"A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep." -Salman Rushdie more..Writing
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