Poetry

1. I LIVE BECAUSE
I dream, because each corner of my surreally inexplicable mind; dictates,
I write, because infinite muscles in my irascibly wandering hand; dictate,
I sleep; because boundless bones in my profoundly exhausted dreary body; dictate,
I shout, because tumultuously insatiable urges in the inner most realms of my
throat; dictate,
I gallop; because irascibly proliferating tendencies in the spongy muscle of my legs;
dictate,
I smile; because gregariously amicable virtues inevitably besieging my rubicund
pair of lips; dictate,
I cry; because the overwhelmingly morbid sorrow in my eyes; dictates, I snore;
because the incomprehensibly celestial corridors of invincible sleep; dictates,
I drink; because inexorably scorched and diminishing boundaries of my burnt
body; dictates,
I bathe; because incorrigibly squalid cocoons of dust on my countenance; dictates,
I wink; because irrevocably flirtatious attributes in my eyeball; dictates,
I yawn; because the indefatigably fatigued skeleton of my surrendered body; dictates,
I fight; because the cloud of intrepid belligerence engulfing my boisterous demeanor;
dictates,
I fidget; because pertinently iterative fervor unrelentingly dissipating in my blood;
dictates,
I study; because an irrefutably everlasting desire to be the best in the professional
world; dictates,
I whistle; because insatiable tunnels of fathomless euphoria in my nerves; dictate,
I play; because the child perpetually buoyant and alive in my impeccable senses;
dictates,

2. I lie; because inevitably salacious manipulation on the trajectory of this planet;
dictates,
I breathe; because the miserably imprisoned lungs beneath my chest; dictate,
I desire; because the passionately throbbing beats of my ardently romantic heart;
dictate,
And I live; because the love of my life; the love that was my energy to lead an
immortal existence beyond countless new births of mine; dictates.