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Poe (a poem)

Originally written on 1/31/17.

What an adventure!

What an expedition!

Exploring the dark recesses of my own soul,

Afraid to discover,

Yet afraid to leave

Undiscovered

The secrets that lie beneath this pale exterior.


As my head is beset by grays,

I begin to see

Just how fine is the line between

Genius and insanity.


These words,

These pages turned,

These evanescent lives are nothing more

Than my mortal fears personified for

So few eyes to see.


My dreams,

They seem

To vanish without hope of

Realization.


Do I dare to enter into my own

Psyche?

Do I dare to venture deeper into

These shrouded ruins?

These abyssal caverns hide what

No eye need behold,

These catacombs--uncharted--can they

Bare to be exposed?


Deep below the surface is where

The best stories grow,

I fear it takes pain and sorrow

To produce a Poe.


As my head is beset by grays,

I begin to see

Just how fine is the line between

Genius and insanity.


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