Amra Cau Poet Verse

Miasma

i've taken up drinking.
talking to a wall.
a wall of confusions.
delusions.
agitations.
in depth analyzation. 
sadness. 
the word 
of the day
of blight.
smite? 
a worldly
glorious 
delight. 
she sits 
in one spot
gladly staring
into a face
a
face
a face
a face
a 
face.
the face
with
eyes.
with mouth.
with mystery
with

with

depth
long gone.
wonders
what 
it is like?
why not?
why so?
why anyway?
ever?
why.
because!
because!
the face replies
showing her 
dismay
and assemblage
she thought she had,
but inferiority
takes over
like a raging
baboon
over her young.
her young.
their youth
the youth
of questions
and no answers
the youth of mirrors
the face
and
the ass

tonight
she too
like me
will take up drinking
away from
confused questions
questions not even
formulated.
a 
blank.
a language vacation.

start with an
adjective
she ponders
an adjective
a simili of nouns
[auto correct
interjections
correcting her
created words.
the fascism!]
going over
the past before
the word
of written
words
a word? 
a word.
!!!!! flee !!!!!!!!!
she flew
melted 
into a word

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