Sloppy Hands

Sloppy hands writing blind, they can’t see but they feel; Tracing cursive letters slowly onto your back, art bleeds from go getters; Sloppy hands writing blind, beauty’s pulled from within; Dreams in abstract phrases grace the poet’s chapbook; Bonfire of heart blazes; Sloppy hands writing blind free every primal thought; Outside the lines and wild aggressive comes alive; Melting into self- styled; Sloppy hands writing blind, at times in a circle; Emotions lead the way but often don’t make sense; Poet, let yourself play.