Poetry: The Quest from Stress

September 1, 2015 - 9:13pm -- aj

I opened a notebook this morning, in preparing for a workshop and found this poem. I thought I’d share it before I take a few more steps west in my new journey.

A mess on a quest
in half a black dress.

“A mess? I’m at my BEST!”
You jest; come on my quest.

I’m headed west. Don’t rest,
journey on my chest.

Don’t stress, we’re headed west.
Put on your skinny black dress.

Sex, chess – skip this hex.
Do you see more mess?

Trudge with eyes focused west.

© 2015 AJ Leto


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