a sharpened pencil
the way I like
with nothing to say
so I write my name
over and over
to soothe my compulsion
and wayward
way word
mind
a predator poised
to strike
with no prey
no pray
in sight
insight
incite
SOB with me
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Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor
Imagine if I weren't medicated….
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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April 28, 2009 at 10:41 am
poeticgrin
ooooooh girl, you know, I am feeling the same way.
Your wordplay is enjoyable.
April 28, 2009 at 11:12 am
medicatedlady
Possibly related posts: Vomit writer.
April 28, 2009 at 3:26 pm
Paul
Very cool.
April 28, 2009 at 4:35 pm
mariana
To the Predated prey should the pray precede.
April 28, 2009 at 8:31 pm
socratesoul
sometimes i think you and i are the same person
April 28, 2009 at 8:56 pm
1writegirl
love this! the homonyms give it so much character and depth.
April 29, 2009 at 7:40 am
medicatedlady
thank you, everyone, for your compliments. May you find your prey soon and attack with no mercy.
socratesoul: ditto.
May 9, 2009 at 2:07 am
nectarfizz
Worth repeating.