I want to be

I want to be a poet

I want that voice
that roars out
across space
startles you
scares you
and kicks you
in the nuts
so hard
it takes your breath away
assaulted

I want to be that force
that leaves tears
on your face
before you
even realize
they’ve left your eyes

I want to knock you
to your knees
bawling out
screaming screeching
teeming
hell yesses and amens

then lift you
up
goosebumped

and gloried

(with just my words)

1 comment:

  1. Mission accomplished. Your poetry is moving my soul today. Christmas morning when I long for familiar compassion. I've arrived here to taste your life. And I long for more. Peace always for you Micael <3 love, ~L

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