Something about speed
velocity
and my mind
how quickly thoughts move
created and forgotten
before I can even write
them down
Moments of shear genius
(to me)
that I’m rarely ever
able to get right
on the page
So in my mind
I’m Frank O’Hara
I’m Pablo Neruda
I’m Jack fucking Kerouac
But on the page …
on the page
I’m a stumbling
bumbling
mumbling
clown
who can’t even spell
But in my mind …
in my mind
I’m the goddamn
demigod of poetic fire
If only …
If only I could live the
life in my head and
not the one
on the page of the world
D. James
Yep. It’s brilliant. I loved it.