a corner child
rattled, and hesitant
shouts
“ for you to be what I cannot
is to be, see, you & not me
flee!
slave me, slap me, beat me & kill me
Mr. Bee
none of these
he cannot. Will not. (Verbal slipknot?)
never….”
he sat down. recollected himself. and continued crying.













Comments
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bobby dylan.
Very lovely, like always.
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Oh, my long lost gallery will never be found.
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
We've all been this kid.
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STANDING ON THE FRINGES OF LIFE
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
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STANDING ON THE FRINGES OF LIFE
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
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STANDING ON THE FRINGES OF LIFE
ee is my hero & i love his poems as well.
-al.t
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laborum dulce lenimen
miral catheetan
nosce teipsum
ally