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disappearing ink
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whole lotta other stuff look into the ink well
see me stroke my pen
small cursive then
can you see me?
writing right them
those words in front of you
three little words
my neglect you say
it must cause me to be that way
to confuse and use an ink that will disappear
before I fade
into a shell of hells
all those other lost souls
unfilled, obscure
no longer able
to think
unused and
unnoticed, diminished
like my own tears.
my disappearing ink
Nice thoughts from this..the
Nice thoughts from this..the poet's pen like the bearer of all pages skipped, and unread, uncried tears, and whispers never said.
All we are is dust in the wind.
~peace~
..........
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Reminds me of that awkward
Reminds me of that awkward moment before bed when you think and analyze everything that happened, however irreleveant, throughout the day... been there
I think I know what you mean
the moments of minutuea, those finer points, are they really significanct? The real difference between something or nothing, I guess it all matters... or nothing matters at all...I try not to think... I HURTS MY MY HEAD... I lead a formally mundane life, go to the job to get stuff to survive, the relationships to feel stuff and survive, the real stuff in my poetry that gives me a reason to keep going and do more than merely survive...
I try not to think, thinking just pisses me off sometimes, alot of times, most of the time... I do appreciate your insight. You are a tlalented writer stay true to your art,
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
:(.. my inks been
:(.. my inks been disappearing too.
Actually, I just have to actually do my job for a change so my mind isn't allowing poetry so far this afternoon. :/
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i do all my work
after midnight and it surely doesn't include writing poetry...
it is as close to purgatory as I think a place can be
a cross between an insane ayslum and willie wonkas chocolate factory
seeking peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
hey...now that sounds like
hey...now that sounds like reno 911!! lol. (one of my favorite shows lmao)...they get wild.
http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=reno+911+miami+you+tube&view=detail&mid
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "