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ImpossibleHow can this be... The unanimous vote of terror Never have words felt so free and yet so confined Crying in their little ink pots for freedom as the slave driver beats their ink into the sky Had those red armied sleeves ever danced like those droplets? This, the sovereign power of these words, who, when put together-paper cut Spilled ink Like tears, and drown us all as they cackle with those high low voices Screeching in the wind. Cold earth, 6 feet under, and now we see... Free there, in a coffin, a single note pinned to the chest With the wriggling words slipping through theImpossible
by ~AiezAiza
StrainedI gently unstitched my shadow from the wall; along the perforated line I washed it at low energy 30 degrees [six times over] I took it out, tried to sell it at a car boot sale among the junk But they couldn’t understand its worth, its sheer beauty I took it to my friends to see, but they laughed, called me odd Even my mother whispers in hushes down the cordless phone now As we ran for the bus my shadow darted behind a tree As I chased it I saw it slip into a puddle then rise up like some ill received Hydra And it whispered to me, fall, fall Lord of the Flies So I stitched it intStrained
by ~AiezAiza
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