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CleardaynowCleardaynowalmost 10 years ago
Again, I like this

There is a more coherent thread to this. Enough to carry me as a reader through it.

Still plenty of madness - I am not suggesting you should convert to complete lucidity - perish the thought. My God, there is even a rhyme in it - or was that pure fluke. Seriously - nice one.

susansnowsusansnowalmost 10 years agoAuthor
CDN

rhyme: accident. :)

AnonymousAnonymousover 7 years ago
would rather burn than to be played as a fool for who .

The whisp of a hair the dimness sets in my body wont move .its cold here . I can smell of pine the taste of dirt i am alive .in a coffen the worms last bite good night.

susansnowsusansnowover 7 years agoAuthor
The Worm

Nibbles at the toes and from the base. Keeping us all in our fucking place.

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Single female writer. Most of my work is an effort to unlock my true self from the trauma of a lifetime of violent experiences, both sexual and nonsexual. I enjoy using the prose poetry style but have been known to venture from and to form and category. I enjoy reading comment...