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poet


Author: expiring_touch
ASL Info:    30/f/Hamburg
Elite Ratio:    3.93 - 139 /258 /171
Words: 71
Class/Type: Poetry /Misc
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poet



and i forgot your name this time around – truly –
I remember the sharply bent face, and the way white wine
–out of nerves- damped
your whiskers.

My Luscher test says I lack allies -- your tobacco-filled mouth
could well be a fine substitute
to mosquito filled nooks, terracotta stained sandals, my own
sharp curve of hip
digging up
rough wet sand to the Indian ocean




Submitted on 2017-08-22 13:18:50     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  i think, definitely, you have a way with words. not much of an art guy, but sometimes the way that you put things -
like something that stood out to me at a museum. if you could buy people's poetry off them - i would buy that.

saw this one yesterday.
admire it again today.
| Posted on 2017-08-23 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ]
  "Well if it's up to me I'll take that rough wet sand and resurrect the tower of Babel. A gleaming Ziggurat that will reach the sky. A bridge to the innate fecundity of the cosmos which we'll so boldly embody when we emote and exude. Our nimbuses will glow with transcendental translucence", I said as I put out another cigarette.

alias monad
| Posted on 2017-08-23 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]


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