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Antiquated Memories
In the attic of antiquated memories
an old wooden pencil gathering dust
lonely with a mind of its own
no inquisitor to sharpen its bone
listening to silence peeling its paint
to bleed its graphite into the night
listening to the poet below
banging on his frigging Lenovo
using Alternative Intelligence, proving,
no inquisitor to sharpen its bone
an old wooden pencil gathering dust
lonely with a mind of its own
no inquisitor to sharpen its bone
listening to silence peeling its paint
to bleed its graphite into the night
listening to the poet below
banging on his frigging Lenovo
using Alternative Intelligence, proving,
no inquisitor to sharpen its bone
Published 30th Nov 2023
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Say it with a pencil.
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1st Dec 2023 2:28am
I love thinking of memories as in an attic of the mind.
Very creative writing.
Very creative writing.
