Baby left rime
'round the edges of infinity,
disguised as pearls,
and hung Herself
from Your apartment door.
She froze concave, then,
planting arrows, whispering
paper moth wing
behind Your eyes.
there was no mystery;
there was no knight, nor notice.
She was to stay
like a ring 'round the drain.
but You didn't mind:
this was sheer brilliance
in Your teacup.
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"hung herself from the doorknob"
great emotianl piece very detached i a very positive way
*takes hat off to you*
Phil
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lover, now that you've left me,
I'm glad you're unlovely.
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scratch it too much, and it will either spread or bleed...
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"I love when you make the dictionary your bitch."
"[You] seduce the English language and use it for your own sordid ends."
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"I love when you make the dictionary your bitch."
"[You] seduce the English language and use it for your own sordid ends."
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"I love when you make the dictionary your bitch."
"[You] seduce the English language and use it for your own sordid ends."
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scratch it too much, and it will either spread or bleed...
Phil
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"I love when you make the dictionary your bitch."
"[You] seduce the English language and use it for your own sordid ends."
I do really like this. Nicely done!
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