Sensual Decipher

Benjamin Jenkins, life, New England, New Hampshire, poem, poems, poetry, Portsmouth, writing

As honest as possible

Writing, thinking, and ignoring

Proper grammar marks

Package the whole process

Within paper and metaphor.


My pen cannot keep up with my mind

Dichotomy, dimension, and description

Martyr the moment

To record the perfect word.


Maybe it’s the marihuana

Maybe I need more sleep

Maybe I need to write for wandering eyes

Not fixed focal points, paper’s razor edge, and dry ink

Who cares?


Pass through the ether

Vaporize body and mind

I’ll keep my eyes ahead and move my fingers

Tackle all the novel, random, and unavoidable

Challenges my senses attempt to decipher.


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