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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Poet don’t feel right Poet struggles sleeping at night POETS NEVER SLEEP At least…that’s what other poets keep telling me But this lackluster slumbering just might be From the unwavering weight of all responsibility Poet only seems awake while walking through daydreams Only wants to live life lavished in imagination Painting alternate universes in which the stars guide me An alternate universe in which i am happy The moon and its tides constantly aligned An alternate universe in which my artistry arrives unagonized An alternate universe already constructed by someone else An alternate universe in which contains an atmosphere in which I can breathe in which should be the one I’m in now But my nervous system glitches, Spine tinges spitting gibberish Jittering shaky legs racing while staying stationary Amazed at the way A stage shakes me In vibrations At least its safe to say I said something today Shared a story shoved, cornered in a junk drawer At least I keep poetry in motion only productive when my mind’s flowing But I know my audience I know they’re only hearing my poet voice They only see my tragedies rehashed in romantics There's only so many ways to manipulate the pain staked in my chest in my throat in my head So I choke on my raw truth so it’s more digestible for everybody else in the room If not on the page, Where is a tortured artists’ pain safe? Paper scrapes Psalms Poems Cutting deep enough For me to bleed enough For you to envision the misery I’m in Some alternate universe in which I am not a poet Instead, I am illiterate at the expense of my own pen and tongue Instead, I await the unarriving; Bleeding out without any sign of rescue Instead, I plagiarize my inhabitance to a world constructed by everyone except myself Instead, I am here Earth rotates Everything else still I am still Here.
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