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Monday, 24 June 2019


About a year ago I wrote a blog post about writing poems in which emotions are personified. Here is another effort:


I snake my way through your ventricles,
spawning venomous vipers
in the chambers of your chest. 

I am the tremors twitching beneath
your surface, your skin straining
to contain my poison 

I lurk like a limpet on ossified hearts
and seep like sap
from sharpened fangs.

I am a writer snapping a pen. 
I am a monkey on your shoulder. 

I am anger.

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