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Spring
Contributed by
jconkin
on
Saturday, 16th April 2011 @ 09:47:09 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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Lost.
Persephone. Time to grow. Help me grow.
Time. Lost to changes. Me.
I am the change I wish to be.
Saturated being. Sight and sound.
The minstrel bug along the way—
Dip dip dip
Water lost and me. I’m full of life.
Still in springtime. Me.
I’m in a moment buzzed and listening to crinkles
passing time.
Dip dip dip
Dip
Amaze me, please, little bug
as you so often do.
Skittered in my mind, and
abound.
Purpose in the spring
Time
Purpose in the spring.
Purpose is the reckoning of
all that junk that is a thinking
of all that is.
Me.
I am the change I wish to be.
And now.
I grow.
Leave it be.
Copyright ©
jconkin
... [
2011-04-16 21:47:09] (Date/Time posted on
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