first words spoken last
written on notebook paper
burning with the wind's whisper
fanning flames of excitement
wasted wisely spent carefully
inside timeless thought patterns
frozen in waves of eternal motion
chosen from nowhere when
all inspiration is lost within
cynical clinical sterilization
killing all imagination without
regard for future knowledge
and it's effect on the process
of creating unimaginable art
from out of the blue up in smoke
rising from the ashes of an inferno
in a gigantic explosion of expression
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