Emotional Upload Allelujah


Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?

I have all these feelings now, rolling around

Like the chunks in a hearty, thick soup.

They’re some of them toxic, and some quite sublime

But the mixture’s unstable. I haven’t got time

.To feel all of them, blent in a group.


So I’ll thank you to take them, if you’ll be so kind;

.If you do, you will lighten my load,

Which is far more than I can do all on my own:

At the best I can only complain, ache, and groan

So please help; I’ll applaud my upload.


I’m afraid to pollute the upload, absolutely;

Aplomb, I’m afraid I have none

I’ll pull out what’s polluted my portion of life

And I hope you’ll forgive me for causing you strife

Lord, forgive me, I pray to the Son.


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