Metaphors That Hunger Tp Be Heard
Do you think that you can’t write a verse
Free or formed, a villanelle or song
Do you fear the end then feel accursed?
The first words are banana,gold and terse
Start from that new sentence on your tongue
Do you think that you can’t write a verse?
Bananas ,phallic symbols, unrehearsed
What you write is almost never wrong
Is you fear the end be not accursed
Golden is the joy when we’re immersed
In the company that knows our tongue
Do you think that you can’t write a verse?
My lover speaks but he is often terse
He prefers to use a gesture not a word
Is you fear the end you’re not the first
In the mind float symbols , gold, absurd
Metaphors that hunger to be heard
Do you think that you can’t write a verse?
If you fear the end , we’re here at worst
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