Iliterate Poet

A dumping ground for my works in progress.

26 Jan 2011

Double Speak With Forked Tongue

Scream, now go faster;
from one disaster to another.
Clashing words that lack finesse;
writing more, producing less.
Shouting hypocrite, hypocrite!
from every line and paralysis sets-in
Reading the writing an awful din.
My ink poised ready to commit the sin.

4 comments:

Passionate poem. Great one shot.
 
i really liked the punchy flow to this...really enjoyed the read..good poem..cheers pete
 
...Clashing words that lack finesse;
writing more, producing less
...

...dig these lines...felt.
 
Thank you for the kind words, much appreciated, thanks :)
 

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