**po•et•ry**

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_/a place to be found?/_

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A necessary work

For those that are hooked.

On this drug that is part of our veins.

Not a choice, but a impulse to, as is Ernest,

Sit down at a typewriter and bleed.

It runs through the caverns of our fears and weaves with the heartstrings of our sorrows.

Joy is rarely raised, but often released in phrase,

Oceans and deserts of salt.

Made into chocolate chip cookies right out of the oven on a rainy summer day.

A book of faces, often screaming.

Emotion bottles half empty and tired.

Emotions in bottles half broken and fitfully sleeping.

A tandem with anger

A path of destruction leading to open waters.

A cage and a cope

Sometimes leading to hope.

Thoughts on paper burned at the alter of insecurity.

To warm the generations that made us

And the one that we’ll leave.

A legacy.

_Definitions from Side Character Syndrome;_

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