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another mental block...
skilled archaeologists, no less,
roped together, picks and shovels
discarded in their nervousness,
failed to excavate my tunnels...
I am my own disfigurement,
I am my buried memory...
and being better lost, I meant
to frustrate their psychiatry...
Published 12th Apr 2014
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12th Apr 2014 4:06am
Cool poem, weird I was just writing about a mental archaeologist, who digs up the shit we that was buried and makes us face it...enough about me, again very cool write thanks for sharing :)
12th Apr 2014 10:13am
thanks very much...as regards
this poem, I just think perhaps
some things should stay Deep
Underground..:)
this poem, I just think perhaps
some things should stay Deep
Underground..:)
13th Apr 2014 2:41am
"Jasper told the miners
not to dig too deep,
for they just might find something
that they'd rather keep asleep"
Paul Seibel song 1970 from "Jack Knife Gypsy"
not to dig too deep,
for they just might find something
that they'd rather keep asleep"
Paul Seibel song 1970 from "Jack Knife Gypsy"
13th Apr 2014 8:20pm
