Apr 8, 2010

abstract

words pour out of my mouth with frustrated ease
thoughts form plainly
literal and uncensored.
armed guards stop the sentences at the border
they inspect every inch
rearrange the structure
chop and screw the thoughts
alphabet soup the poem.
access granted
it passes through the gates
air traffic control lands birds on papyrus
visitors
view the beasts
jump into the pilot seat and embark on a journey.