I can’t feel my words
I draw the dots, spots
Meticulously one by one
And I’m connecting them
Constellations of emotion
Designs for all to see
But I don’t recognize
The pictures I’ve drawn
Meaningless ramblings
Inside my brain, jumbled
Upon the starry sky
And I sit and wonder
If they’ll ever amount
Accumulate collected
Into anything resembling
Something like clarity
HASTYWORDS 
a brilliant poem!
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Thank you 💖
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Oh, the clarity of your poetry – not a clarity of logical detail, but of feeling. re-blogging
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Real poetry from Hasty
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You always make sense to me.
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