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we don’t advertise
but we strut within
reach of a starving orchid

pampered, saved blindly.
disaster no one claims blame
but a fool who plays and tucks
his arms away, no fault

still dark laughter
tired of feeling cut,
She’s met mistakes
before, felt fracture

no cup can fill this
no smile in sight
on our silver way
to end of poem

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AnonymousAnonymousover 20 years ago
Interesting

It is unusual when a comment is more interesting than the poem.

annaswirlsannaswirlsover 20 years ago
SmithPeter,

something about your poetry reminds me not to look to hard, that the meaning IS the feeling

like buying a sweater with your fingers not your eyes

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