Where it is wont hurt
next to your heart.
I feel my spine
dying to show the falling room
for doubt,
for all the art
to give,
to visualize more than
to gaze.
I'm dying to tease it out;
secrets sad for all the changes.
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.
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