It is my quest as a writer
not so much to create as to discover
thus I must absorb the world
When I’m awake I’m compelled
to listen, touch, taste, and smell all about me
then choose words, compose in formats of
novels, short stories, and essays,
couplets, quatrains, sonnets, and songs
I keep a notebook and record my personal epiphanies
write down both the vulgar and sublime
work like an out-of-control dream spinner
courage to venture onto the spiritual plane
ignore the critical voice that echoes in my head
unlock and explore dark secret desires and forces
harness thoughts breaking on my subconscious shore
Mix
Match
Scratch
Discover
and Create
I'm incessantly obliged to let loose
the perceptions of my heart
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