Then again, becauseA Poem by jinjahman
It's my word
but then again
the sense of a response is lost without you because I'm lost in a word pool. then again my feet wobbled here in the quest for a library of easily quotable biblical bubbles because I'm frost with 'sugar' in a frozen land and chilly as a literary icicle in a 'horsehair' bath of ink suspended from an idea outside my area code of conduct because I'm not 's' or 'p' in their essence I am a p.s. in an afterthought creche where btw, "I'll be late collecting ya, but I'm always there when ya need me" because I am blood and you are sugar and we need each other --not because we sound good-- but because.. just because you are sister and you are brother ONE and I am the worst kind of poet you'll hear because I'm not straight, in fact I'm 2 economical with everything in truth 2 point ZERO. I could lead the country into the freezer. "wouldn't you know me if you froze me?" and we'd get rich and you could get screwed and bellies would flop into . . my word pool and I would read you and the day would darken, coldly, because I am not worth the binary toilet paper this poetiquette is scribbled upon because1 because2 because3 I am human. and there you stand before me, because. © 2011 jinjahmanReviews
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3 Reviews Added on March 12, 2011 Last Updated on March 12, 2011 AuthorjinjahmanIrelandAboutI've written songs and poems since basic maturity emerged from youth. I'm driven by reminiscence and reflection, youthful endeavours and changing realities of life. I try to explore the lexicon of th.. more..Writing
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