Frozen

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
a sensory thing....

Submitted: March 19, 2007

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sitting in an icebox
looking out into the world
and i see lots of black and lots of reds
someone must have set the crows on fire!
but i like to be frozen, everything stands still
so whatever exists does not need to be real.
my icebox is just perfect
solitary confinement
keeps the world safe from the bloody murder inside.
i hear the everyman's voice
clamouring with multiplicities
and infantile ideals
with no reason to believe within sight.
my voice is the solitary voice
because in this frigid box of mine
the crushing can occur
and no smells will be left behind.


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