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Quillsvein1
Sep 10, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

A Two Handed Act

I want to juggle the frames
so that our pictures change. Instead
of you dying yesterday,
the spokes of my wheel
will cut a new collage: you,
safe, home, maybe still on
a nod, me dying in creases
of the Host; to be born
once again in word or
a letter, replacing DOA
with IN (I'm Not)
RI (WRECKED YET).

If you had asked me,
I might have done
that for you.

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Orphani

16 years 8 months ago

i found this a compelling

i found this a compelling sensitive work of art, expressing deeply ,the human capacity to love......o
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 7 months ago

:)

This piece, so warm and full of love, made me smile. poignant. Always, Cat
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

16 years 7 months ago

John

Very clever of you: two handed act juggling picture frames. I'm sure many can relate to the feeling of wanting to be in someone else's shoes who was suffering. Well done. ps. why does that fellow in your picture look uncannily so to the bass guitarist of the Eagles? It's not him is it? Is it you?! ~Jess K. ----------------------- "There was no promise made, the part you played, the chance you took. There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good." - David Gilmour