I’m thinking about puddles and pages

Puddles and pages and impotent rages;

Inept with the fury that constantly burns me

I regress to a stance that is faceless


Regret my stunted socio-stages

Although surface seems cageless

I am swept with this yearning that puts me adjourning

And changes my status to aimless



Must muster anger

Bring fire to the banking

And warm the frosted outer edge

That sets a soul to aching



About Keats

Oh I'm sassy and I'm sexy, So silly sweet-and-sour Delightfully disastrous And deliciously dour I'm flippantly foolish, Filled I am with fear Can't concentrate completely, and my conduct isn't clear But to bravely be my best I Bring bravado back, BEHOLD!

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