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Paralysed by emptiness
of mind, sight distorted by
the correcting prism
of unreliable memory
and uncertainty of purpose,
Danny tentatively rests his right
and on Julia’s left breast.
Paralysed by emptiness
of mind, sight distorted by
the correcting prism
of unreliable memory
and uncertainty of purpose,
Danny tentatively rests his right
and on Julia’s left breast.
Last edited by Bloggsworth; 09-25-2011 at 11:15 PM.
A man in possession of a wooden spoon must be in want of a pot to stir.
Oh--you are clever!....This is so clever. Peace...Jul
Strongs words and very well applied..you can almost feel the words in your mouth ...in a nice way.
I feel like I should be understanding this, but there's something that doesn't click. I like it but I wish I understood more.
Haha - what an excellent ending! This is seduction of words with payoff being so trivial and understated that I wonder if there isn't some bitterness here...
Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They're always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions.
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