I want you to feel
the spark of ignition
as it fires up
your internal
thought engine.
Twisting the gears
of your word machinery,
setting in motion
the endlessly spinning,
cycling cogs
of your poetic intuition.
Then let the words loose.
A conveyor belt turned full
until you can't see the words,
As they blur throug,
but are aware
that they are zipping across
your wetware computer.
I want to feel the
beating rhythm
of your pounding heart,
that has been broken,
cracked and severed.
Shattered, picked apart
and taped back together.
Impart words that bring
these feelings to life,
bring forth rhymes
that describe the strife.
I want to share a kiss,
lock lips
the breath of life
to prove we exist.
Not just robots,
autonomously
plodding along.
I want to share a song.
One that will make robots
wish for life
to fill their metal lungs.
Thanks for reading
Endless Nightmares out now
300 pages of horror themed poetic storytelling
Please take a look at my previous collection "Torn Pages"
100+ all new poems not shared here before.
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