Process of a Poem

November 1, 2011
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I try to spit you out,
think you out,
scratch you out,
carve you out,
spell you out,
plan you out,
you refuse to form yourself and claw your way out.
Why won’t you come?!
Then I realize: I cannot Force you out.

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