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I write poetry

Some say I’m a poet
I don’t

More like
I spew
emotions
on paper

and hope
they sound pretty

I don’t pay much
attention
to formalities

I just want
the pain inside me
set free

Picture me,
like the exorcist, but

Instead of covering
the walls
with pea soup

I’m projectile vomiting
fragments
of my mind

The ugliness
displayed haphazardly
across the walls

And I call it
art

Inviting others to
bear witness
and gawk

at the spectacle, that is
my life

All
in the name of,

Purging my soul

© Julia Pauhl, 2020
Written by Lazy_Dead (.Julia.)
Published
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