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poem: "infectious"
Aug 25, 2010 18:21
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frecklestars
August 27 2010, 01:42:59 UTC
This is _deeply_ fabulous! The last line in particular makes my heart start beating faster. Lovely.
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secret_keep
August 27 2010, 07:52:26 UTC
I know the feeling of the pen,
dripping and ready,
with the blank paper beneath it.
It feels like a wall only inches thick,
but stronger than spidersilk,
and impossible to scale.
I have heard that writing daily helps,
but I wouldn't know. I only know
that with music, I do that...
and then it writhes within me once more,
and the wall is destroyed,
and Berlin is united once more.
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dripping and ready,
with the blank paper beneath it.
It feels like a wall only inches thick,
but stronger than spidersilk,
and impossible to scale.
I have heard that writing daily helps,
but I wouldn't know. I only know
that with music, I do that...
and then it writhes within me once more,
and the wall is destroyed,
and Berlin is united once more.
Reply
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