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God Damn It



Intensity spilled my stomach with glee
as I was so dense I laughed, like a child,
and then my wild personality split,
a thousand scattered compositions ran
across the fracture that was stuttered love.

Perhaps, in some distant dream, I would be
whole again, but for now, it's all messed up!
I might have told myself, one time, I was
a master of the human race, alas,
born again - I just flicker constant nerves.

God damn it! I'm alive! Don't say I'm not,
or I will have to scream sweet poetry
right into your fast face, and that won't be
a pleasant experience for me, or
you, as we will spin our spirits; so wide.

And I know I am insane in sections
of reality, but that can't be helped,
because I can only ever be me.
Individuality, who chases
the day, forever, so forgive me, please?

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Submitted on September 22, 2010

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Ian Sawicki has been writing poetry for over twenty years. He is a Manchester born poet, who has dedicated his life to exploration and composition of poetry. His work reflects the many great influential experiences of his life, the pain, the pleasure combined to create new exciting poetry. If anyone is interested in my books then please visit my lulu storefront. All artwork on these books is by my own hand. http://stores.lulu.com/chasingtheday more…

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