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Tue, 09-11-2012 - 6:47am
popcorn tastes like cardboard with air like a kiss from a whore
midnight feels alone and sad like a hug from someone not there
flowers drowned come in weeping and i offer nothing warm
apologies are well done like i love you said from the back of your mouth
and every non beat of a song never sung is simply nothing at all
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Registered: 06-13-1999
In reply to: pat305
Thu, 09-20-2012 - 9:13am

Good lawd, woman -- they're both works of art.  Are you submitting?  You are APR material if anyone here is!  I can't choose between the two; they are companion pieces.  You are more than a poet, Mags ... get busy.

"It is with a strange malice / That I distort the world." -- from The Weeping Burgher by Wallace Stevens