"Genius might be the ability to say
a profound thing in a simple way."
Wasting away the human genome in libation
and drowning thoughts in sinister mastery.
It’s the siren song smudging the mighty profound,
as wise as it is asinine
saying goodbye to the palm frond life,
and balling fists with tender fragility.
I am the best thing you've never heard of.
I hold a Bachelor's in English, History and Secondary Education, and a Master's in English: Creative Writing, though my appearance belies intelligence.
My goal in life is to write and to be read. It's a modest stretch by most imaginations.
To most I'm amazing.
It all depends on your definition of literary merit.
All poems contained on this blog are ©Thomas Boersma unless otherwise noted.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Poem-A-Day: Day 62
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