Flummoxed

Yet it all seems to pale somehow, thankfully, to your 'let's say something'. To me that is amongst the best. The emotional enormity is exponential. I've read few poets that have moved me....(i was on one site where, to move your stuff out of the no man's land and into somewhere one might actually read it, you could, A). Buy tokens or whatever and pay to have someone read yours, or, B). Read, rate (1-6stars) and review.... Fun, kinda, well, hard schlepping through the slop(!). But.... Who wants to get noticed because they were such creightons?

One that I reviewed, the writer commented after that it was not his best, but thought he'd share it anyway. My review? 

Two stars.

The second one is for honesty.

Lol

But, you, dear poet, wowed me with that, still!

The pen in the ink blot has my name but your features....

Drooling loss....

But you won't.

But you want.

Soon, it will be committed to memory, as all mine I can recite from memory, yours will be the first that I commit to memory that is not mine. Though I wish it were. Yet, I don't.

Where are you from. What's your 'story', the agony you've embraced to pen something so astounding! 

My. My!

One of mine you might like, one of my personal favorites... 'Be the one'. Page four.

I think it's a hoot. Not astounding, astonishing, mayhep.

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