Last year, my friend Mallory was working on an 'altered book' for one of her college classes and she sugguested that I try it out. I decided to skip out on all the drawing and other 'artsy' stuff that was included in her book because I am by no means an artist, so I mostly stuck to 'found poetry'. Which is basically where you take whatever words and sentences that strike your fancy and put them together to make your own poem. Where the words are placed or found on the page is also pretty important to the feel of the poem and that gets lost here so bare with me as I try to mimick that! So here is some of the poems I have so far..
i had been sick
i was supposed to be
dead
i had
mysteriously failed to die
i
put one foot in front of the other.
...
an odd, airy lightness a
free-for-all of mixed-up signals and crossed mental wires.
undulating,
disappearing like a
drop of dye in a glass of water. Everything shimmied and
wobbled.
the jumble in my head
drifted
in dream.
...
my dream.
my big American dream.
words
give honor to my life.
an essential role
was
breaking
...
a man with sensitivity once
was magic
he
discovered
no past
an anguished soul longing for
anything.
...
to be upset
to cry
street lamp tears
glistening
desperate
truths
i withdrew
in silence,
pure confusion.
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