All Works · Poetry

Headrush

Open the back of your eyes, boy.

See the world for what it is.

Just feel it.

The rush, that makes boys men

The rush that makes us fall.

Held between these shaking fingers,

Caught between these frail lips.

Flutter flutter, buzz buzz, sway and sink.

 


I feel good about this one for some reason. What do you think?

Someone asked why I haven’t been reviewing books as much. The answer is that I have been busy studying. The good news is I am writing my last exam next week. So hopefully I can do more in other areas as well.

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