Faucet

It's poetry
coming on again.

Expression touches brow;
relief trembles, exalted.

Bitter ache caressing spine,
and jarring it no longer.

Outward is the flow; the
stop and go of madness-

It's poetry
coming on again.





Poetry by StillHoppin The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2013-03-18 at 23:05

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