Minute Words

Writing is a relief, but a task when you haven't written in a while and are struck with writer's block. This was a poem written in 2009 to break my fast entitled, Minute Words.

Its been a minute

A minute is to a second as
A while is to a moment
For those who dont know
The time warped lingo
Catch up and follow

Sorry for the tangent
Now back to what was being said

Its been a minute
Since this brain has been used
To release these thoughts.
Doing so overworks this brain
It becomes so overloaded
To lift it, I need a crane
And so everything within it
I reveal today.
Brain farts and all exposed
Today I'm letting it all hang out
Frig a rhyme,
I do that all the time
And babble
I'll stop if a million people
Each gimmie a dime
Until then,
Imma write whats on my mind
Frig a structure
I write as I feel
Whatever's on the dome
I keep it real

My words are the key to the gate
The gate that encloses these ten foot walls
Built around my desolate heart
The heart
An organ paramount to stay alive
Blood pumps through every vessel and back
How gruesome a realistic image
To correlate for a feeling sublime
Do my words really open the gate?
To my heart? So protected for so long
Or was it your words?
You know those words you whispered
So sweetly in my right ear
Tickled my insides and
Melted my brain
Those cursed words
So beautiful but vain
Those words fooled me once again

I type and type
No longer need a paper to write
The sound of these keys
More than simple waves
That fill the air to be strained
Through the drum of my ear
To be translated in my brain
The keys, more than just a sound
Qwerty is my friend
Only it I listen to
Everything else is elevator music,
Soft and often disregarded
Leaving me without a clue
Going up?
Is someone speaking to me?
Oh yes, 13th floor please.

What is written doesn't become smitten
What is told doesn't grow old
What is said doesn't become dead
Forever they live
These minute words
Beyond my life expectancy and yours

Sorry again
All these tangents
I know I know
I'm hard to follow

Can you believe this only took me a minute?
Yes a minute
Not a minute as in 60 seconds exact
But a minute as in a while
Considering so often I went off track.
These Minute Words are my relief
From everyone and thing that causes me grief.

2009
*Poem by Lex*