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Author: expiring_touch
ASL Info:    30/f/Hamburg
Elite Ratio:    3.91 - 139 /260 /173
Words: 73
Class/Type: Poetry /Misc
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My hip dislodged, it stutters, bends
towards the sky: a glassy languid face hung
against the window. Do curl against
the corner of my eye, from thrown
bas-relief of lamp -- so i feel nothing,
save for extension
from drinking too much wine.
Forgive my innocence -it gave back to the gods,
like beads of perspiration
against the small of back, gave back
to gravity.

Submitted on 2020-08-20 22:06:05     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  Very thought provoking, thanks. This does not dictate a story so much as it invites one's own trying to place things, if you know what I mean. "give back to the gods" is always a good idea.
Sometimes I get the feeling that the gods favor the occasional drinking of "too much wine", or other such mind adjustments.

| Posted on 2020-08-22 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]

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