Thoughtless Poem.

A thoughtless mind
an infertile imagination
cannot be assumed to find
the poem of the greatest kind

they say
don’t they
but I point
a finger and make a point
that couldn’t
the unworthy thought
brew the emotion
that came with being unworthy,
thoughtless, mindless and among infertility
couldn’t it fathom
the consuming phantom
and ink in paper
words – however incomplete
and improper
but still how complete
and weren’t they proper? 

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