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February 26, 2008
dragonblue
tongue tied turnings
churn the insides
piling high to topple and wallow
stair steps crawled upon
slipping
grasping
to catch
to find isolated incongruence
where feathers ruffle
and break
an open entry
to renewal
a testimonial of peasantry
a diary entry
scrawled in small bleeding fingers
proof that i'm
a live
alive
trying
extending
sun pulling
moon pulsing
tasting comfort
in exasperated
life force
RE-instating
the vast vessel
of I
triumph wiggles
through the mud
and smiles
Posted by dave at February 26, 2008 10:21 PM