Sometimes
my thoughts and hand
bleed so much poetry
I can barely stop them
from leaking
onto the paper.
But sometimes, too,
my heart bleeds
too much blood
that I couldn't write
poetry anymore.
Sometimes
my thoughts and hand
bleed so much poetry
I can barely stop them
from leaking
onto the paper.
But sometimes, too,
my heart bleeds
too much blood
that I couldn't write
poetry anymore.