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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
Showing posts with label stream of consciousness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stream of consciousness. Show all posts

Friday, May 25, 2012

If You Give a Mouse a Rorschach


Dewey
The professor’s name sounds pleasant
Early spring mornings
Birds chirping
What makes it look like a bird?
Or a bat
Or a butterfly
Wings
McCartney’s band after the Beatles
Looks like a beetle too, a little
Are my associations getting loose?
I wonder how many things I should find
“We’ll search forever more
This class is sorta stressing me out
I found that monster in my dresser drawer
I hate Number IV
Do you think I’m decompensating?
“Stuck inside these four walls
Sent inside forever
This is just for practice, right?