Friday, September 14, 2007

Starstruck Sentinel

standing at the door of my studio
serious my mind ringing a bell
body ok but my spirits not well
my fears guarding my sanity
me my own sentinel
starstruck
migrant mind in a heart where she dwells
neurosis neutralized but those neurotic magic spells
tinkling twinkling tantalizing tranquilizing my grey cells
compelling my curiosity convulsing my countenance
remonstrating relinquishing refusing a racist reality that she repels
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