longing:like a hurt thingi) I amlonging:like a hurt thing
like a girl
uneasy in her sleep of some involuntary sweet agony. like hunger. like a word
with no accounted meaning. like the dark corners of the mind non-chalantly suspending
its enlightened domains. like an old ship hollow washed up on a dessert island's shore. like the static second
before the calm before the storm. like ochre yellow up against
deep blue velvet. like a newborn thing - a supernova in an empty
(newly founded
or only recently abandoned?) univers
humanhumanhuman
is a type of plush only stuffed with pain -little pink
beads. bloodstreams
are currents
of potential, a never-cease-to-fall sort of physics. human
is a type of (k)not, a paradoxical "yes". human is a belief. human is a type of love that bleeds and perishes and flees, but leaves
it's mark, carefully engraved in every fleeting greatness alive.
flash
just a thought.
Peaceful
by the way,, don't forget to check the rest of my artworks ;D
Sweet Kisses
Azenora
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- Le monde est ce que l'on en fait -
you have a lovely gallery - i love your poetry!!
thanks!
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...yeah i'm a natural blue...
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Peace,
Echo
i'll be reading you!
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...yeah i'm a natural blue...
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Why do you have to be a nonconformist like everybody else?
-James Thurber
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thanks for the fave (:
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