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[lwoodbloo]

I write. Poetry mostly. So, here's one for people's perusal. No titles, I hate them.

There's something deeper
Than I'm reaching
With ink and words
On a page
Because I know
I'm so much more
Than bluff words
On cream white bond
This inchoate white noise
Rage without reason
Wordless depression
Some non Euclidean existence
That I can't
Place on a graph
Can't explain
Don't understand
Like my skin is limiting
Like a cocoon
Want to change
Want to fly away
But what then?