Colin Marschall Poet Free verse

~who You See Is Not I~

I would like to reason
that spewing onto this page
makes it easier

to force feed restrictions,

but, I am nothing more
than a Sunday ramble,
flicking a switch at high hedges,
hoping to see life,

and even though 
raw noise plugs solidarity, 
like TV commercials
selling faith,
I never will buy.

[no confidence]

Just leaving a trail
of compressed thoughts,
to tightly packed for coherence,
for reiteration,

and I suppose, I am a one-night-stand
pouring ecstasy into time,
extracting pleasure,

for just a while.

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