Mom says it's time to go to bed
but sleep I wont wed
no sir
my eyes are open with illustrations
creations
that appear out of thin air
and sink their plotting nails into my hair
and say "Hey, write."
I wont lie.
many a time I've been seduced
(I've deduced)
that my mind may have been impregnated
congested
by a constant flow of characters and ideas
and onomatopoeias
that feel like a mindgasm
a muscle spasm
that sends words dancing across my hand
which will write them in a thin band
of intelligent construction
on paper, napkins, skin, no matter where, this production
will be mine, and mine
and mine.
and so mom says go to bed
but I can't
she wont understand
that I'm too busy giving birth
to ideas of elephantine girth
cus boy, I'm like Eminem
I too can rhyme with orange
been able to since a young age
see what I just did there?
Yeah, that's called writing,
misbehaving
simply stating
I've got fingers
and I've got brain
and as long as I can gain
new ideas and newfound knowledge
my bed time's gonna be in pain
Mama,
I'm not going to sleep tonight
I'm not going to sleep again.
I like it!
ReplyDelete- Paige Prouse
:D thanks Paige! <3
ReplyDeleteLove. <3 I want a copy.
ReplyDeleteOUT OF HAND WANTS THIS SUBMITTED! LOVE IT! I have really enjoyed your blog Maria... well done my friend!
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