Writer’s (Burlesque) Block

Poem

 

You know – the finality that
slams doors, vibrates the sound to
Stimulate inner ears
Where the imagination retires to
Change its skin and emerge to
Entice,
Engross,
Seduce
Where these canals of change
Adjoin with the
Throat (you speak or I will)
Nose (perfume, or uncertainty – the choice is yours)
Into that chamber imagination
Will flit
When the humming of the door’s frame
Subsides
Imagination will emerge
Ready to undress

 

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