I.
absurd masterpiece
made
wild, free
passion
scream.
II.
when passion
screams,
know there
are
shards.
III.
I mount
our metaphor,
electric mess:
art, rhythm,
balance.
Sunday, August 22, 2004
magnetic poetry playhouse.
Posted by Tabitha at 5:46 PM
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