Poem -

Ego

Ego

My mind and heart are genial ,

Although my inglorious ego unplugs them ,

As if they're water in a sink ,

​Slowly draining my authenticity away ,

Leaving alot of room for fraudulent personality ,

Sculpting my ego into a  behemoth ,

Defacing my camaraderie...

 

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Tony Taylor

Dear Poet Brother DAVID!!.....WOW!!.....seems you've found your poetic voice brother!! (or perhaps you're just experimenting)...... either way...,,, you have mastery going on here.... with excellent word choices that contribute to some OUTSTANDING phrasing..... the battle between ego and heart/mind is BEAUTIFULLY presented here..... you get better EVERY, single, time, I have the pleasure of catching one of your writes!!..... the extraordinary thing about this piece is how succinct it is.....,, an ENTIRE Psyche 101 class in seven lines......PINNED......smokin' grooves brother poet!!!...... hugs-n-high fives!!..... well done!!...... LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✳✴☀

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prowess Ink

Hey Tony Thank! Well Tony I'm working at it here! lol It's kinda like a self contest. Trying to beat the last one lol! Hey man it like you said.
a little word play!  Thank glad you enjoyed!

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prowess Ink

Hey Cherie Thanks! Yea it's a trip to imagine. Those pesky old egos lol! They're some pretty scary egos out there.. also cool that my words created that image for you. I'm glad you enjoyed! 

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