Rejections
Important enough to take you through all the rough jobs.
God, in the dark of failure, in the pit of it, to get that…
…that bit of silliness that says writing is a lonely profession.
Something never achieved, something dreamed for, longed for, lusted for and never, never there.
Acceptance.
One day it comes.
Your life, your work, your hopes and thoughts and songs and breath…
Can you imagine?
It didn’t matter if I died right then
Perfect image for your found poem. I like how you've split the "opposing" tones into two parts for the poem.
ReplyDeleteI like how you divded the poem up to focus on the two different parts. You picked good lines from the poem to make it work well.
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