Heres The Turning

I sit
The leaves dance around my feet
The wind the great conductor
I untie then tie my shoe again
I try to get a lyric from it
Suddenly the conductor puts to rest
What I was trying to say again and again and again and.
Left to think of the wet streets at night
How brightly they to were lit
As a stray passes, I say to myself,
‘Where are you going? ’
That’s a blank verse.
I start to walk, I can do so naked, the crimes
Are at a low.
I want to be a squatter of a grocery store alley
Then in my head write an ode to my lucid dream

poem by Steven Smedley
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I Made a Mess of this (16) (Lyrics)

Listen to me spit in 16/
or switch right quick/
start writing poetry/
im lit/
sit in udder torment/
I relive my childhood memories and slip/
cuz, ive seem to have forgotten them/
to some im a nuances/
a run of the mill problem/
whatever problem is presented to me/
ill solve em/
whatever the beef/
who ever its involving/
ill be drawing/
up a good defense to your small minded offense/
its non sense/
im mean its preposterous/
to think that I would be the one/
who didn't say he did or did not start this/
dismiss that/

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poem by Steven Smedley
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Listen to me spit in 16/
or switch right quick/
start writting poetry/
im lit/
sit in udder torment/
i relive my childhood memories and slip/
cuz, ive seem to have forgotten them/
to some im a nucance/
a run of the mill problem/
whatever problem is presented to me/
ill solve em/
whatever the beef/
who ever its involvin/
ill be drawing/
up a good defense to your small minded offense/
its non sence/
im mean its perposterous/
to think that i would be the one/
who didn't say he did or did not start this/
dismiss that/

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poem by Steven Smedley
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