Stream of Consciousness

words fall out of my mouth like coins from a machine

words

words

words

so many words

the world is made of words

a poem is nothing more than words

words with meaning

expression

love

hate

joy

pain

all the words in the world could not express how much I

feel

But poetry sure comes close

I don’t know

what to say

or

how to say

it

But somehow

poetry makes the words fall out like a waterfall

gushing

flowing

streaming

spilling

rushing

life is

poetry

is life

is poetry.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 

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