Feeling the Flow
The way
words fit together
is kind of a ritualistic measure,
where word
and verse
flow rythmicly
to the cerebral cortex
stimulating
endorphins,
and hormones
to cause a response of choice.
You can't think about
how they go,
it's all in
the way that they roll
out if the mind
and on to paper.
You see
it's kind of like
a mathematical equation,
this blissful creation,
but they're not all about
beautiful things,
I write with destructive potency.
I can create
a morbid dreamscape
that can flow into the mind
and reek havoc,
when its strong enough
I'll make your brain spastic,
turning in it's own juices,
squirming to end the atrocities
that your not reading,
but feeling.
Copyright © Mark Matthews | Year Posted 2008
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