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when my companion is the tick
of the second-hand
– and heart beat
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awaiting first light
so still in the house
– too quiet
go to site In wait for the coming of storm,
be it thunder, hail, snow squall
– or a brewing wild within
Ordering Ambien From Canada Midst scheduled days or days unfettered,
in calm or angst
with joy or grief,
– take up your pen and paper
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in raised voice or sultry whisper,
(remember this)
– all is sacred and profane
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turn your words into phrases
and phrases into lines
– invite unruliness and ecstasy too
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invoke madness or muse
Take up your pen and write
– then, poetry emerges.