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Free verse № 263

Fly Paper

Member since 2001 · Posted 16 Mar 2002 · 2 comments

Flying inside the wind, Never losing course It knows exactly where it's going even when the lights go out It has no eyes to see, but somehow knows the way A trail which it has composed, in collaboration with supernatural winds, is where the angel finds the lost souls and elaborates on its utter clarity

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[n/a] deleted user 16-Mar-02/1:21 AM Reply
Not sure I've "got" this poem, but I like where it takes me. I'd like to see this as part of a series, perhaps. Doesn't seem to fit with "Clown" in theme, though tone is similar.
[5] horus8 14-Aug-02/12:42 AM Reply
foggy shifty pity..neon halos read "late night mouse trap saves turn coat" i hate angels..they are mute 5/10