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09.28.0907:48 Sep 28 2009
Times Read: 663
The voice is here again
this night Dare I turn around
to face the silent wall.
You have self-permisseries to
glide and encircle me.
breathing when I breath
gasping as you gasp
All ways here to remind
They say together we
are mad. Seperate
are we sane.
The fools
09.07.0905:40 Sep 08 2009
Times Read: 676
The lesions are spreading now
My proximal side is newly
afflicted. It is skin that
is not mine, it thirsts
but can never be saturfied
I will be told to forget the
new, I will tell them I do
I will tell them well lies
One embrace
will that ever be
enough
09.02.0907:58 Sep 03 2009
Times Read: 689
How long can I make the
whispers last? Yet they
cannot be heard or felt, just
exist in a fragile moment,
easily shattered by light
and words: speaking the
vulgarest of languages
It's getting more and more
taxing to write new shadows
in my room; One more
window to black out.
What will I see then?
Did it actually
happen, that
night?
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COMMENTS
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Become
19:48 Dec 23 2009
concrete poetry! i've seen others try to pull it off, and they mostly looked like tools.
i've read all 4 in this series. you've created some awesome stuff here. Thanks for sharing your madness.