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you've read this poem before
Contributed by
ming
on
Tuesday, 2nd February 2016 @ 01:43:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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guilt like strong
undertow
toes curled in
tension
and nervous humming
is back
there/'/s a toe-tag full of dire
warnings
and crouching in the corner
to try and trip
old ankle bones and a blind owl
hoo wahs
near the window and almost February
and 2:00 am
so dark I forget who am I? who
am I?
that creature with wings pulling
at my subconscious
plucking feathers one
by one
watching for the gate
the river
the rowboat Hello Night
Watchman
feed me the page
take my coin.
Copyright ©
ming
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2016-02-02 13:43:46]
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Re: you've read this poem before
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by Invierno on
Wednesday, 2nd March 2016 @ 08:40:29 PM AEST
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I want to sit in a cafe/'/, sip espresso and look into your eyes. No words need spoil that moment. Let the world bustle like ants playing at human; no need for them but to search your eyes.
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Re: you've read this poem before
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by alicewhite on
Wednesday, 13th April 2016 @ 08:53:50 PM AEST
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| scary good reminds me of haddocks eyes c s lewis n the red book x |
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