no poetry

The literati mafia

i am not a poet
these are not poems
it is just
that i have spilled
my angst
all over the page
vomited my emotions
with pen & brush
let loose
my haunted
demons
my most lovely
beasties
they wrap & wind
&
let me know
i am never
alone
not so long
as i have that pen
& brush
my torment
&
my cursed
hope.

© quixotic mama 2018
for more whimsy & angst, visit quixotic mama over at her place
this is an original image from my collection of self-portraits

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