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ATrueNorseman — A cheater grabs, and poets stew
Published: 2012-09-04 16:56:50 +0000 UTC; Views: 217; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 1
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I'm not a cheater, I'm a poetI see everyone
point pencils to their foreheads backwards
for a few etches
jotting a capital of letters
as brokers for A's
a list grows on of cheating things, so
unelaborate
tranced, soon to sink from reality.
But select in brief
what written noise is worth the effort,
interrupt yourself
hesitate, and you have your poet
Voilá! leave early
finish school and walk to your real work
bumming on words like
meaning, making frame to S.Dali's
daily siesta
blind or focused, you'll nail three ends
and utility
will somehow be lost between the line
surreal genius.
The efficiency of a cheater
is what I lost to
a lusty poet, who seems to tease
the last few seconds
at every time possible—then
blanking, and wonders
WHY is THIS here, and moves on.
