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T A I L I N G Z
grist of structure
sharp form
the tinge of brittle
time about its
era
cast us
about
beneath fire suns
and tear spent storms
our arms have borne
our hearts have shrugged
the soul shun worlds
and realms
of all this
and that
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Comments
Ross Hamilton Hill
Tue, 2013-07-02 17:48
Hi there
a cut above most as usual, I'm still waiting for you to become famous,
just kidding,
success might blunt your edge.
ida
Thu, 2013-07-04 14:38
hence
Marlene Dietrich
I vant to be alone
fantastic Esker
body mind soul
pretzel
the glorious mystery shroud
lonlyhrtsclub13
Fri, 2013-07-05 11:50
The internal struggle
The push and pull of emotions, when the world keeps dealing you a bad hand, the desire to be left alone, very nicely displayed here. Your use of language is very powerful, as always. Nicely done.
Keep Writing,
Carrie
"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"