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Trenton City Museum
i want to live in the Trenton City Museum.
i want no luxuries, only
the decadence of my
echoing voice / just the mercy
of consciousness / being alive
and knowing it
it’s almost too much:
my heart humming like a young generator
and the sunlight
through these old mansion windows.
i want no luxuries, only
the decadence of my
echoing voice / just the mercy
of consciousness / being alive
and knowing it
it’s almost too much:
my heart humming like a young generator
and the sunlight
through these old mansion windows.
Published 6th Jan 2014
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Anonymous
6th Jan 2014 9:58pm
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7th Jan 2014 2:57pm
Delicated and strong, as almost all of your poems, Meimei.
"my heart humming like a young generator"
is a brilliant line
"my heart humming like a young generator"
is a brilliant line
7th Jan 2014 3:37pm
6th Jan 2014 10:20pm
A poem swallowed in two bites with a taste to give you a simile/smile that lingers long after
7th Jan 2014 3:44pm
7th Jan 2014 1:34am
transcendence in the "Trenton City Museum" from the vessel of life in you, who needs mountain tops?
7th Jan 2014 3:45pm
7th Jan 2014 3:19pm
.
i haven't any doubt
these words of yours bring the better brochure
perhaps even nudging one into seeing what they see
for sure this forced me thru
the turn -style
again, i've enjoyed
the visit.
i haven't any doubt
these words of yours bring the better brochure
perhaps even nudging one into seeing what they see
for sure this forced me thru
the turn -style
again, i've enjoyed
the visit.
7th Jan 2014 3:50pm
7th Jan 2014 11:05pm
your writing always affects me in a visceral way.
Can't wait for your next offering
Can't wait for your next offering
8th Jan 2014 8:50pm
10th Jan 2014 6:43am
10th Jan 2014 4:28pm
