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times

at times i feel

like a drunk linguist

speaking in forgotten languages

to a mass of foreigners

to whom i was supposed

to impart

a message of

universal significance

by extraterrestrials

babbling esperanto

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themoonman

themoonman

16 years 7 months ago

Quill...

love this, I feel the same way and stopped drinking a long time ago... great poem!
Q

Quillsvein1

16 years 7 months ago

Thanks

Kelsey, and neat icon there. The poem is just meant as a kind of imprint of miscommunication and alienation: the existential wall which confronts us all. GB