Laura Mckenzie Poet Lyric

Abstract Psyche

I am but a mere speck
In a wreck of emotions  
In a larger pile promotions 
Of writers and dreamers 
And graphical screamers 
Who surge to the screen
That wonderful machine
To thrust out their feelings 
Who lay there looking at ceilings 
From time to time 
With an imaginative mind 
Willfully unwinding 
The day’s events 
Maybe in an order of segments 
That wish to share 
All that they fear 
About themselves 
And yes they delve 
Deep into their shelves 
Of imagination 
A literary creation 
Where they form somewhere 
Here or there 
A manifestation 
Of ego and right

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