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what is it with the ear and the mosquito?
what weird imagination thinks in?
product of specialized training!
conch calling
tinnitus intense
from cloud come home
a siren song
takes me from sleep
from the journey
humbled self to sacrifice
offer these acres of flesh
blood by the litre, but no
the wrath is righteous
cower!
the sheet and then the blanket
the fear of suffocation
I'd paint myself with woad
against this empire
all colour subdued to a sound
conditions clear
but the tower
says go around again
a clean sound
like the camel come
from its desert of air
and I'm the needle's eye
how's this not a soul?
example of the deity
in such attention
to detail
prayer for deaf ears
there must have been a dream cloud parting
and a sun shaft showed
all clear over target
no ticket for mosquito speeding
wily little bastard
more complex than anything
hands ever made
and when you're gone
I dream of you
and a will come again, again
the all-night whisper
won't know what they've said
I'm sure there must be a message
quicker than the candle
maelstrom made flesh
this all-night kamikaze
of a hundred lives
who
dives
who
dives
here's
one hand clapping
onto an ear
a deafening
from this
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how is this not a soul
how are we not here
how can we get to another day
quicker than the mosquito
Hey Kit, how can you value add a voice recording here? Many of us would like to share our poems spoken aloud.
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ReplyDeletetwo excellent questions
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