Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Sonnet 7: There Was No Inspiration Today

By Tatiana Suarez-Pico
There was no inspiration today
Yet my life was a series of little explosions 
My mind sleeping just like in May
But I had luck with the world's commotions
Art, love, the fullness of a life well-lived
Hours and minutes away from me
I'm really thinking hard about this bit
Because this what I want it to be
Tears are parting in my eyes going left and right
Not falling, merely pooling
Anxieties and worries cover me with might
Not really standing, my knees faltering
I don't think I woke up today
It was just like that day in May

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