Composed 11/??/13
Description: I wanted to see what would happen if I just sat down, picked up a pencil, and wrote a whole poem without stopping, without thinking about it too much.  That’s where this poem came from. I wrote it probably in less than 10 minutes. I was extremely pleased with the result!

Stream of consciousness
Let me flow
Take me where I want to go
Fly me over the hills
And grounds
Where all my secrets
May be found
Take me to those
Unique places
In my mind
Between the spaces
Where dreams take hold
At twilight’s peak
Where my lips and
Fingers can hardly speak
Stream of consciousness
Let me flow
So I might share
What I don’t know

The Psychology of Muse

Composed 5/17/13
Description: Another personal piece.

Freud believed
That our deepest
Most forbidden desires
Reside in the ice burg of unconscious
Leaking through in
Physical malfunctions

While Lacan
What preoccupies us most
Slips out our mouths
In phonemes
In tricks of language

My desires
Reside in both
In my muse
Manifesting in
My poetry and how
It flies from my
Restless fingertips

For truly I find
I cannot write of
But you