I commit seppuku on blank paper,
spill my guts onto its pristine emptiness
stark and bloodied words fall out
mix with my warm entrails
these wounds are never healed
they open every time I feel
they open every time I write
they open me to what flows
through my mind,
into my heart
coursing the rivers of my being
on the way
to your eyes.
2009
Seppuku
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Steve Plonk
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Re: Seppuku
We all "spill our guts" from time to time...
Sometimes, what we spill comes out shiny,
like this poem of yours. Keep posting 'em!
Sometimes, what we spill comes out shiny,
like this poem of yours. Keep posting 'em!
Re: Seppuku
all i can say is Halleluja to spilling guts....
i like yur work
i like yur work
The path to true love isn't always straight.
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sonofthesun
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creativesoul
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Re: Seppuku
break on thru
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---