Self-Portrait – DSC #1
The computer sits open and GLARES
so hard hard the harshest light illuminates
tired lines which are etched etched
into every surface on my sleep slick face
MUSIC helped early but SILENCE now
caressing the danger danger which is
too pleasant but for the birds birds
which have awoken themselves if no-one else
leaving sleep behind, I take the bags with me
under my eyes eyes which are heavier and darker
than I remember them EXCITEMENT
bubbles somewhere, behind caffeine dull
headaches and back-pain, which has
has kept me in company for long hours
longer than I have WRITTEN The Marathon
goes on and on and I am running running
out of time and out of ink ink stained fingers
mark the page before my pen my pen which
has been replaced twice over the course
of just one day forever changing me
me and the path I am on my creativity
stumbles along like a STRANGER in the dark
who looks like you you but before the start
do not deter him he is a writer and though
tired he is GLAD
2021©DSCoremans
Poem 19 of 24, written for the 24hr ‘Poetry Marathon’ 2021 by DS Coremans
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