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broken language
Contributed by
ming
on
Monday, 7th March 2016 @ 11:17:21 PM in AEST
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do you see a line
as I never meant?
there might be
likeness disguised
there are still
places in my bones
where my pen
can/'/t reach
they are packed
in tight boxes
stored behind
bended knees
(rib)caged heart
clenched jaw-bone
fragile hip leg-limps
do you understand?
my lonely fingers
and lovely toes
both conspire to dig
coax slide push poke
write the wrong
I can pick up
a pen and/or
pencil with my toes.
tricks instead
of honest ink...
Copyright ©
ming
... [
2016-03-07 23:17:21]
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Re: broken language
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by Invierno on
Tuesday, 8th March 2016 @ 10:45:54 AM AEST
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I DO understand, Ming. I DO see the pain that aches in the back recesses of the heart/soul. I DO feel the frustration of grasping at intangible (though achingly strong and valuable) thoughts/concepts/inexpressible expressions that claw and fight, via/'/ pen and paper to see the light of day.
I hurt along with you, friend.
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Re: broken language
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by Beyfoxman5 on
Tuesday, 8th March 2016 @ 03:13:32 PM AEST
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I feel the pain. I hear the sadness. I am struck by the confusion. I understand it. Thank you for sharing.
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Re: broken language
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by thehotshotpoet on
Wednesday, 16th March 2016 @ 01:07:03 PM AEST
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| nice write thanks for sharing |
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