Exercise #1
I wept by the willow
Swallowing hard
My mind all a-flutter and aroused by what gnawed
I, not in a good way, folded and sat down
Lame thoughts abounded and fell upon the broken brown ground
Tears fell and not in a trickle
The water washed over me, cooling my jagged jets
Me, in my loathing and disdain
Swayed with the willow wind where the river bends and night never ends
Before I gave way
To the darkness inside my cave
Exercise #2
Grave in my ways I rolled it all around
Getting down with the summer sound
Trying to face the hazy, swollen day
I argued with myself, my neck in a knot
I do that a lot, it seems
Shoulders tight and burning like a bonfire
I marred her remark
Not caring what it did
To my main vein
I had gone far too far
And wanted to turn back now
But her voodoo was too strong
And
My sinews
Were
Too
Tight
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