Lyrical Vomit Poem by Laura Russell

Sometimes words drip from me
As though I vomit lyrically

And sometimes there are no words at all
My passion dies;
The lack of letters is agony.

Sometimes I cannot sleep
because each silent thought ignites a poem

And sometimes I cannot bring the pen to paper
because there is no fuel.

Sometimes I think I am a book
An unwritten jungle of words and letters
Streaming into ribbons of
misinterpreted little pities.

Sometimes I am clogged and no creativity controls my hands
Those are the times I dread;
When I cannot string together two letters
Let alone a sentance.


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