tie

shaved hands of memory
it is difficult wondering
how you get time to wash
braiding this tight necklace
of knotted dreams, while also
deciding which hairs fall
through the winding thread
made firmer and more loose each night

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Conect11

18 years 9 months ago

eloquent

and effective. When I picture this scene in my head I see it in a sephia tone. Impacting as always. Mark

weirdelf

18 years 9 months ago

imagery so dense

nothing could slip through. 8) cheers, Jess

barbsdad2003

18 years 9 months ago

Nicely meditative

A rich supply of adjectives flows through your flexing veins/arteries and through (and out from) the critical junction of your throbbing heart. If you wish, you can read this as perhaps a Zenny/zany compliment. It is, after all, what I intend. Thanx again, Chuck