Monday, February 2, 2009

A LOVELY POEM CONSTRUCTED AROUND THE ALPHABET.

As I know,
Beauty is hard to find in a
Crisis,
Definitely having to do with
Existence, but I
Find that it
Gets a little better, with
Hurried thoughts.
I believe that
Juxtaposing is fun, especially with the
Kind of people who I
Love to laugh at.
My mind is something I may
Never Understand, but
One day, on the verse of a
Poem, it will be
Quite clear.
Really, it only makes sense when I
Stare into space,
Terrifying myself into
Unususal emotions
Very accustomed to
Wandering and wondering what
Xcrutiating laughter will be heard once
You realize that my name isn’t
Zachary.

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