Colin Amato Poet Free verse

I Am

I am the builder of books 
the pillager of paragraphs 
the stalker of sentences 
like a serial killer i stock 
my next victim named inspiration 
once it is caught 
I suck the life-force out of it 
like a vampire, I usually 
compost at night 
the darkness my passion 
the madness my rhyme 
Narcissistic notes, my rhythm 
I view those around me like a
stalker, in a creative carnal 
desire, writing them,
molding, creating, using them 
in tales told, then throwing them
Away
Away, as quickly as my pen 
dashes, dangerously across the page 
to create, the Genesis of this poem 
the Beginning, the End

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