Tuesday, September 04, 2012

The Strangeness of My Creations

When I look back at poems I've written, I usually wonder how I ever had the idea to put those words there. I wonder who wrote them because, most times, it doesn't feel like it could've been me.

Once written, my poems take on their own lives. Sometimes, I read them years later and fall in love with them all over again.

Sometimes, I read them years later and wonder that I thought those phrases so important as to put them on paper.

Sometimes, I read them and think I'm full of crap.


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