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fresh squib
Contributed by
ming
on
Wednesday, 14th October 2009 @ 08:16:09 AM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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within fog line
not tragic enough
squandered, granted,
of my warmth
pop-a-couple
blurred smeared
glimmering finger
raised
it blows cold
no feel of custard
here no thoughtful
swain in my low
large moon.
Copyright ©
ming
... [
2009-10-14 08:16:09] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: fresh squib
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 14th October 2009 @ 10:56:32 AM AEST (User
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Your most abstract piece to date I would say. I liked the custard reference, very...yellow!
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