Poetry Comes... Poem by Alicia Mogollón

Poetry Comes...



poetry comes to me

in the middle of the night

insomnia's rant

rages through my head

with no meter

nor rhyme

and barely any cohesion

a barrage of half thoughts

delusional truths

running rampant in my head

crashing against each other

& careening off

in an improvisational dance of

madness

before they can manage

to connect into something

solid

meaningful

and so it goes.


© November 2008

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