Monday, February 22, 2016

Dose of Prose-fessor

As a hero, never named
I was never congradulated or ever blamed
Invisible, but entirely within perception
You can hear it if you only listen
They call me inspiration

I strike when the irons hot
I roll in a train of thought
I can be found, but never bought
You think I'm your best friend, I'm really not

Look out for my new delivery
Inspiration in the form of poetry
Perhaps you can't handle a dose of fun
For this you need no prescription

Go off into the night
Just when the sun is out of sight
I'll stroke with all my might
Just as you and sleep fight


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