dancing life to lightA Poem by AO_Fulcrumlife is boring because you are not dancing“why?” was the question day to night night to death death to rebirth the earth gaze to sun once more as the moon turns me around round about the scenescape burn as the eye fixed on screen to urn “why?” -a gain gaining thoughts, gaining ‘things’ but all the same, the same as ‘tings’ nauseous, my tummy to hurl this whirlwind of dull slumbered, too weary to curl reap&eat and then, repeat slowly, shortly the old gets weak “infinite I am” they said “forever youth is my right" they cried “why then, we bring home bread?” i prayed “a sculpture remains in form, though it does not Will to perform” fuel flame, burn shine light, bright re-invigor with re-heat fouetté with delight then hear them say “that is new for-sight!” © 2021 AO_Fulcrum |
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Added on March 4, 2021 Last Updated on March 4, 2021 AuthorAO_FulcrumAboutjust feel me through my textual voice IG: @sagacious.fool - all in the captions more..Writing
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