Poems from Zensho
Because you must know, I love my work
I love my work until I start to read it
I start to read and I only frown
I only frown for I...
I read the words that others wrote
And feel like pepper repelled by soap
How dare I float in their water
My words by theirs can only...
I am not a genius
I have wished to be
Wanted to be
But am left knowing I am not
I have focused on what I’m not
Read of those called genius...
How softly the music plays
A minstrel’s tune sways
I can only just feel it
Brushing along my finger tips
Tingling down my spine
The world...
Whence comes the frightful night
That e’er travels in such rude delight
And wherefore does it cause strife
Cutting hearts like brutal...