Grammatically Incorrect

Writing makes me feel so clever,
I could run-on forever.
Every syllable and rhyme,
Is placed for the pace to climb.
I used to question every single pause,
Now I’m just a rebel without a clause.
Slipping into a comma coma,
Verbs drag me out with their aroma.
Every line a proclamation,
Designed to cause exclamation.
My lines are their own notation.
Symbolic and designed for quotation.
The result of blood, sweat and tears,
And passionately writing for 15 years.

My name is Jesse, I am a writer. I post both poetry and mental health pieces about my own struggles and journey on my blog here:

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