Poet Poem by Sarah Elizabeth Clark

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The process of poetic creation
is just better past midnight
I've been writing for days
though I'm more sick
than inspired.

But sleeplessness
is just as good as wine
and incoherently I muse
how much I must need you
metaphors, ABAB and counting
to work everything I think through.

Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: writing
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