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absence. . .
Contributed by
elle
on
Thursday, 30th December 2010 @ 03:31:16 PM in AEST
Topic:
AmericanTragedy
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arsenic folds. . .
disportionate
to some other reality
my head's a calculation in the time of abacas. . .
where photo-phobic memory looms. . .
bludgeoned into halograph
with this. . .
I am left alone. . .
pretending. . .
to miss the forgotten. . .
attempting. . .
to silence the unrest. . .
& all alone
stillness is a trembling bomb. . .
no thought to manifest
contagion is the splendor of this
a journaling of solitude forms the nettle of my bones
. . . striped bare
no sustenance
no marrow
no. . .
I am all alone. . .
forgetting. . . to miss the forgotten
forgetting. . . forgetting. . .
forgetting. . .
to forget. . .
Copyright ©
elle
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2010-12-30 15:31:16] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: absence. . .
(User Rating: 1 ) by duff on
Thursday, 30th December 2010 @ 11:34:53 PM AEST (User
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This is beautiful elle. Your writing has so many layers it peels like an onion. This piece is dramatic and creative luring you in until the end. I like these lines.
stillness is a trembling bomb
no thought to manifest.
awesome job
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Re: absence. . .
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 31st December 2010 @ 11:03:23 PM AEST (User
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I think all I really want to do right now is cry....This is ***** powerful!!!! |
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Re: absence. . .
(User Rating: 1 ) by ming on
Monday, 22nd August 2011 @ 10:12:38 AM AEST (User
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This is my fav. line
'a journaling of solitude forms the nettle of my bones'
We must share bones, I feel this. Your way with spacing is power in itself. Love love love this write!
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