Exhaustive EnergyA Poem by ARLorenzWritten after many maddening nights of restlessnessQuarter to four is when I woke, Like a motor going full-throttle in my brain, I bounce from room to room Objects are lifted and shifted until I am left with a disheveled space and the same thirst for peace. © 2016 ARLorenzReviews
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2 Reviews Added on June 23, 2016 Last Updated on June 23, 2016 AuthorARLorenzPAAboutI'm unsure how to construct this About Me section. What do you want to know? I write about myself in an exaggerated fashion. This keeps me honest and critical. I don't read poems much but that'.. more..Writing
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