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Impromptu

I tried writing a quick poem under five minutes with whatever came to my head first. I was sort-of inspired by Gertrude Stein’s stream-of-consciousness style and Ginsberg’s “first thought, best thought”, although this misses the mark of those poetic prophets.

 

If it doesn’t burn

You should have no problem

Interrupting erupting embers

With your cold touch,

Shift with clutch,

Don’t take much of such

With a grain of salt… halt.

 

Give it a break

For time-breach sake,

Don’t make – if you can’t relate

 

Come back around,

With walls of sound,

Beat to the ground.

Compound and compensate

For what you can’t make;

Two hands will shake

To seal one’s fate.

 

Ambiguity spawns ingenuity,

Embellished with stupidity

Cuz I don’t have this planed

Man.

 

Make the consonants crack

By loosening slack

Between word rhythms.

It’s culinary for your soul kitchen.

 

Often,

It don’t take enough

To pull a diamond from the rough

So either keep pressing on

Or call my bluff.

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