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Genius

In the proper state of mind
My pen could unfold
Countless mysteries
To you.

See the stars and how
they draw power
From the souls of a million
Other cosmoses.

Or the lust that light
Invites when it brushes
Against the tiniest hairs
Of your neck.

Or of infinity and the solid
Boundaries of this
Universe.

Yet when that wholly perfect
State of mind finds me,
I am dumb and a mute.
Lead off towards the
Unceasing sway of
The gallows pole.

Rather,

Just take me in close
To your breasts
And steal this pen
From my trembling fingers.

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4 thoughts on “Genius

  1. Such incredible and unexpected images in this poem. I really like how the last line is a bit of surprise. There’s so much confidence throughout the poem, so when the fingers are trembling at the end, it is all the more powerful and poignant. Wonderful!

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