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Click hereWhat happened to my new poems?
They were here a minute ago,
and now they’ve disappeared,
except for, oh look...here’s a
remnant that says a dreaming heart,
and here’s another: red ripe fruit.
And look, over there,
scattered like a mangled army,
fallen leaves of scornful history,
limping, solitary words, words like
prime factors, black tiles,
have, any, being, that,
and one interesting phrase,
the main ingredient of dust...
Alice, did you eat my poems?
This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,500 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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The mysterious Alice apparently has an appetite ~ for poems.
This, in my humble opinion, is one of the best poems I've read here. Definately going in my favorites.
Excellent.
Very good; enjoyed this write.
Can be read literally or figuratively which then should evoke two very different emotions.