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"Genision" 4 - 1 - 09
twas a blink to eye but many fathoms of Heaven
inwhich lay the mass of a tiny decision
the creation of thought or evolving ideas
what was inspired seems a lame fizz
what robs in our dreams takes but a cell
erected inside the marrow of your Hells
we've sacrificed in conversion
a bastarding-adoption of the mind
while laying the gentle hand
the drink is a lushish turpentine
have we built upon or been allowed the time
forging our destinies upon paved plans
do we explore or limit the mind
as we grind out with our unending demands
we dream, we dash and we squander in need
we draw upon our cells to kindle and breed
whether from wombing or the crowning of head
forever we've dreamt of lives led..
your work is very good, i've read a few, just somewhat choppy.ie
(twas a blink to my eye but many fathoms to Heaven
inwhich lay the aye of perceived small selection.)
to me this seems smoother. i apologize for rewriting your shit, i was just trying to make a point. i will read all of your poems in the future.