Feed My Ambition Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
Feed My Ambition
I wake up at midnight
To post my poems
Hoping it would feed my ambition
But it is exhausting
And I never return to bed
I am wondering if it is worth it
The consent caffeine drinking
The early morning are going
To be the death of me
However, like Allen Ginsberg
They feed my ambition
How better this World, could you try to fix? Great poem! Thanks, ftiend.
And a noble, good ambition, 'Tis! Writing about feelings and spreading, learning and love
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8/28/2026 11:04:04 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
"I wake up at midnight To post my poems" I've done that too!