Nouveau
NOUVEAU
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I could not sleep much last night,
so I laid awake thinking about my
tenacity in writing.
I think that my need to write is
like having a monkey on my back.
To congregate verbs, adjectives,etc,
is my cocaine.
The only determent from my obsession
is my comment to be respondent to
sometime grievous moments in my life.
However, like the sun vanishes the night,
and the night drowns the sun, these
horrific moments in life do past, and
the birth from consistency is inconsistency.
I collectively gather up those few peaceful
moments in between and melt away into
my encephalon and create with no real
worries of someone liking what I write,
but , it is always nice to know that they do.
Written 2013. Posted on Facebook
Copyright © Mary E.W. Stephenson | Year Posted 2016
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