Cork Screw: A Poem

Twisted and turned

My words like a cork screw

Carving grooves in motion

In phrases you can see through

Lasting images

My words take hold of rhyme

Falling in sync

Like a Metronome

Just keeping time

Tick Toc

But that’s the sound of my keys

Pushing, never ceasing til I fall to my knees

Prayer time

The day has come to an end

I turn off the power

Say goodnight

And then we start again.

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