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    dots Submission Name: forged correspondencedots

    Author: rws
    ASL Info:    58/m/ohio
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 2779/1297/258
    Words: 88
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       i feel nothing

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    dotsforged correspondencedots

    sleep has begun
    a debate with death

    i still await
    the letter from
    some fiery poet
    etching an emblem
    on each page

    to take me
    where words
    are the silent source
    of eroded stone
    and the symbols they mock

    my response to what
    you haven't
    yet written
    is locked away tight
    with an old keychain

    my mind is
    the abyss
    where wisdom fell
    too tired to find
    its own way home

    death is no longer
    the end of sleep

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      For some reason the words:

    "my mind is
    the abyss
    where wisdom fell
    too tired to find
    its own way home"

    ...stick with me the most, probably on account of the wisdom they contain (sort of like staring up at the night sky searching for answers only to stumble over some unseen rock in the dark and querying as to its memory of rain).

    i'm so out of practice at making useful comment, or of making use of my weary brain at all, might take a while to get back into the swing of things.

    Ahhhh....sleep, sex, fear....the little deaths.

    But in that sleep of death what dreams may come.

    | Posted on 2007-02-20 00:00:00 | by twacky | [ Reply to This ]
      This reminds me of one of your other pieces I read recently. I'm taking this as a loss of self/life so that the struggle has become too much, and yet the loss of the feeling is grieved hard. Death won't make it any less unreachable and only promises nothing but the continuance of sleep.

    I found your 3 strophe too abstract or too intellectual for my poor brain to compute. Stones that were never there, mocking symbols ;okpoho;hhji4i]-09 See. I'm malfunctioning.

    | Posted on 2007-02-19 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ]

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