Magnetic Poetry Madness II (MPM 2)

In addition to be being a source of nutritious food for my body, my refrigerator also is an inspiration-generator.  Those little magnetic words do wonders to get my mind kick started.  I have noticed that a lot of my poetry ends up sounding like a sci-fi haiku that Jorge Luis Borges would write.   

Enough delaying, here goes:

I thought she was beautiful.

Emotion never lets me go.  Why?

The Idea is more correct.

The pleasure was in my head

and the girl is soon translucent.

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Here, write a genius  book.

Release a compelling play.

Publish a breakthrough ending.

Pour a strong story.

Understand love.

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Life is a finite experience.

My lines end in perfect Rhythm.

I am a cliche.

I dream of breaking my curse -

A certain word releases me.

Maybe I have never slept,

instead my brain bleeding.

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Bam.