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Jan 18, 2009
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Infinitely Dilated
Things scare me
People and places
Thoughts and thought patterns
Expressionless faces
The tap at the window sealing no sleep for the night
The scream of my son, unborn still i fright
Until now, just now, that exact moment past
Overbearing was the flick of the switch from the dark
Dilation of mind ,contraction of pupils
Dilation of pupils, extraction of mind
Exposure to yellow and white
Again smothered, by a vulture, that is life.
People and places
Thoughts and thought patterns
Expressionless faces
The tap at the window sealing no sleep for the night
The scream of my son, unborn still i fright
Until now, just now, that exact moment past
Overbearing was the flick of the switch from the dark
Dilation of mind ,contraction of pupils
Dilation of pupils, extraction of mind
Exposure to yellow and white
Again smothered, by a vulture, that is life.
— bloke, Jan 18, 2009
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Critiques
W.C.Wampler
17 years 4 months ago
...dilated ...poem
weirdelf
17 years 4 months ago
you are scary
Conect11
17 years 4 months ago
bloke,