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August 4th, 2014 § 0 comments

Poem #380 for Joanne Ruocco

 

We fade into darkness
obsessed with games
of wit, of strength
winning each other with lust
hunt the desire
animal or female

Shortcomings should sharpen the mind

The cunning linguist knows words
are delicate
are intentional

amber fermentation

head to wall resolutions

caring less

insanity is pure and true
in whispers and shadows
before the hologram of the night

 

 

 

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(written in little notebook)

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