365 Poetrics

Friday, February 18, 2011

Motion less anger

Traveling

Pulsing

Tapping

Through, into, my veins

Condescending words

Drip onto me

Soundless

Silence

Anger

Disappointment.

No option but to never look back

Never look back.

Michael: As you know, I'm Michael Hand. I am filled with humerous refrences no one gets and my own brand of wisdom in the form of myths, aliens, pizza, politics, or a combination. I like Animals, Debating, Horses, Most Other People, Food, Conspiracy Theories and, of course, Writing My Own Special Brand Of Short Stories and Poems, so enjoy the blog.

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