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a way to pass time (Free verse) by unknown^user

It started with Mary she sits alone, watching Law & Order, with snakes in her belly the sounds and sights of a lonesome lamppost her breath, radiating and hovering over the dim lights. Like a lost diary, the hurt reveals itself in the dreams forgetting the words, but recalling the phonetics the trouble when everything is hectic, immersed wrapping up pictures in newspaper, tapered-off It starts with a Life but soon stops, carefully dictating the memorable minutes the hours and awes, and an improv ending its undertow, falling and leaving only the pale black lines. "I am a world," she says alone in the empty room but the world is no longer listening, self-absorbed outside, everything is deafening, whole, infinite indefinite, but still real, everything ends here.

zodiac 8-May-05/10:32 PM
Silly.

unknown^user hasn't written about anybody or anybody's world. That much should be obvious. Besides, I don't get Law & Order in my world (though I do, Alhamidulillah, get a watered-down 'Daily Show' about once a week). I dissed you because your poems are the most consistently essay-like on poemranker. About half the time, they're the most user's-manual-like, actually.




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