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Strings of Thought
Contributed by
outdoorsman
on
Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 06:54:59 AM in AEST
Topic:
psychoticpoems
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A soft but piercing night sky
that strikes lightning away from earth's magnetic lust.
Saddness is present all around us.
Driven into a warlord without a nickel sense.
Beg for one more product from that generous resource that we all call spirit.
Keep asking for soon the responce from the lips of another will grasp all that is tightly held in your hands.
Frail and fragile, palms like Jesus.
How far does my ink have to flow???
Blow out your candles before their wax attracts a bee.
Prone for a sting maybe?
Perish the smell of the incandescent flame.
So fast, and not slow enough will our travels collide at purgatory.
Copyright ©
outdoorsman
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2004-02-15 06:54:59] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Strings of Thought
(User Rating: 1 ) by niki on
Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 02:16:32 PM AEST (User
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great poem<br />
i look forward to reading<br />
more of your writings.<br /> |
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