Trotting into

trotting into

Trotting into scribbled words
slightly free, slightly weaned
to keep pace with emotions
flowing directly to pen
with caution, a little pain
feeling as though
spirit between heart & mind
is about to collide.
Movement of mythical sirens
cause loss of sleep
as words appear highlighted
on bare walls
while listening to Jonny Lang sing
Lie to me.
A dance
with a straw broom
makes a pale room small
so it’s time to trot through
more scribbled words
become a fools fool.

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