unscrew the light bulb
cram my feelings til they blaze
can’t tell until I’m limp
you are truly crazed
clamp down the wire cutters
frenzied barbed wire dance
wrap careless about my heart
are you looking for your chance?
turn the car’s ignition
let fumes suck away the air
I died so long ago
no one ever cared
“Anxiety is the hand maiden of creativity”
“Any poet, if he is to survive beyond his 25th year, must alter; he must seek new literary influences; he will have different emotions to express.”
How have you altered your writing over the years??? Or is it time for a change?