John Weber

Rookie (April 10,1972 / Milwaukee, WI)

Noble Spasms - Poem by John Weber

As the body awakens
from the lure of slumber,
involuntary reactions
send limbs akimbo,
often with results
hilarious and violent
to rebuff once dormant
instincts of preservation.

A giggle escapes
within the thrill
of righteous struggle
as armies of cells
fill the whole with
magnetically-charged
gusts of lifting ether
levitating souls onward.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 15, 2009



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