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IN THE OUTPOST OF WORDS (Free verse) by daggatolar

Not all face is fear held hostage In the making of a mask words come against meaning the Drum does the dancing and the feet not tied down tired out of life can learn how to wander in the outpost of words To think in the inside of your head Words are missing not letters is a new suffer of crushing out so we make do of our living out pour of life out in droplets

nypoet22 16-Sep-10/12:57 AM
i don't mind the language - clever enough - but the emotional content i find a bit dry. maybe that's the whole point, but i'm not really feeling it.




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