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Only a Mirror
How much is pure will
And how much is impulsive
The sediments of electricity
Feeds the nocturnal desires
Once was a lightning strike
Is now a gaseous moon
And filled with anticipation
Of a self-involved fetish
The weak magnet attracts granules
And pulls nothing of substance
I have prolonged my death long enough.
And how much is impulsive
The sediments of electricity
Feeds the nocturnal desires
Once was a lightning strike
Is now a gaseous moon
And filled with anticipation
Of a self-involved fetish
The weak magnet attracts granules
And pulls nothing of substance
I have prolonged my death long enough.
Published 18th Feb 2017
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18th Feb 2017 11:57pm
Your magnetism is still considerable, DPW. Fascinating last line, "I have prolonged my death long enough." Now onto the reflections of life? Excellent work!
19th Feb 2017 1:08pm
As always I appreciate your comments, Crow. Certainly a recognition of one's own reflection in life.
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19th Feb 2017 1:23am
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