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I Wanted to Write a Poem
Jared Stanley

Candlelight ecstasy supreme
I wanted to write.

Beauteous, a real me
pisses me off.

Below clouds
of unknowing,
a wisp's will:
to kill us
in our responsibilities

that come on again
and kill
like air.

Wrestle through
and zag.
All I have

to do,
and the very saying of it goes…

Unlikeness, come to thrive,
tear at my mouth
in search of
an inner life,
to illumine and

get the paper
to quiver—

I wanted to fight
a poem.

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