on the bed of the sea
midst the debris of nature´s manifold passages
i have occupied a shell
there i brood
lumbering out ever so seldom
to snatch a morsel
sex food love
and gobble it up
and it´s very dark here
voices
mamma´s call
the kids playing ball
wanting me to join in
that doesn´t reach my ears
except transcribed, redacted
translated, sublimated
into blips
in the signal
in the noise
of the darkness
Thursday, June 03, 2010
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you could capture the essence of the modern agony in your poems so powerfully...
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