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new sun
Captive verbs
reflect upon the sand
of every land
it percieves that we
are conditioned to see
not beyond what is at hand, and we are
Forbidden to speak nonsense of oblique
and confusion arises with every new sun
The demise of control has begun.
reflect upon the sand
of every land
it percieves that we
are conditioned to see
not beyond what is at hand, and we are
Forbidden to speak nonsense of oblique
and confusion arises with every new sun
The demise of control has begun.
Published 1st Jun 2010
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Anonymous
1st Jun 2010 6:58am
The last two lines are wonderful, like a mini philosophical quote. And the image of captive verbs reflected on the sand was unique and startling.
1st Jun 2010 7:06am
my gosh..u flatter me!!! lol i love this sight otherwise my poems would ot be appriciated.
