The dam is broken
And thought flows
Freely
Lap at the feet of woe
Bow to glorious desperation
Grasp for straws on silken counter tops
Fill your mind with boisterous things
And plead.
Ask beings stronger than you
For assistance
With your own mind.
And when you have clarity
When thoughts no longer overlap
And you are ready
Ready to do more than exist
To do more than
What needs to be done
You will flow.
Expression without restraint.
Expression without shame.
Without doubt in its validity.
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Dumping Grounds
PoetrySometimes when you are dumping your mind, poetry arises. In this anthology, travel with me to dreamy places or the dark corners of my mind, perhaps invoking the writer in you. I hope these pieces speak to you in some way as they have to me. Dumping...
