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Poetry By: pinklunarcurvature


Submitted:Jan 4, 2013    Reads: 2    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

The reality influenced and framed

by meaningful tearing fabrics

wooden frames make their leaps like crickets

into a transluscent arena of blue find flowing into starry dreamlike states

essences are pannelled,

as is what all into stars which make their varying sticky placements on those crickets, butterflies too

they want their tap dancing shoes

so they may go off into soaring landscapes like a glass witch on a broom

so they may loom free and absurd

the absurd simply becoming a clash of clutter of nothing to show for the everyday

the broom's hay gives a hinting glimmer,

Mechanisms of meaning and held protections delineate

fabric of form

same blue air

until flecks which were once of lumosity begin to fade away, to become a sheath

of everyday nothing more.


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