Recursive Revision

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Awake!  Awake!

No longer asleep.

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Awake! from a long night

of feverish fit.

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My head just kept spinning,

my body a heap.

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Awake!  from a long dream I had just had.

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The lines couldn’t last,

and words wouldn’t keep.

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Awake! from a nightmare

that was driving me mad.

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A self wrought poem!

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Scrolling and changing

the context above,

each line I moved down,

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– Each time I moved down! –

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the former was gone.

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A nightmarish task,

no labor of love,

something’s so terrible

and horribly wrong.

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I could not continue

the way things occurred,

the content all changed,

the meaning all blurred.

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A changing poem,

a computer script?

Scribed by a hand,

something self-writ.

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Not my poem!

Yet my poem!

I had authored it.

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Recursive Revision

was mandating it.

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Recursive Revision,

the nightmarish fit!

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Copyright © 2012 Marvin Loyd Welborn. All Rights Reserved.

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Comments

  1. at first, i thought it was the dog dreaming, and was having the recursive shakes dogs have when they dream, then i realized it wasn’t the dog. 😦 or maybe it’s a poetry writing dog. now that would be cool.

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  2. oh that sounds familiar…ha…i like…on some poems you labor hard and the output is just not satisfying…others are written in a few minutes…but guess that’s how it is sometimes…you nailed the struggle with your words..with your words..smiles

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