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Mar 12, 2010
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ad nauseum
my sorrow bears
leaves of jacaranda
purple eyes the flower,
the fear,
a dank damp cloth of night
covered my face
smothering
the lust
that quivered
a human lake
moving
a specter's hands
stole Mercury's face
of banality
together
the fear,
hands
lust
disassembled
— Seren, Mar 12, 2010
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Critiques
judyanne
16 years 2 months ago
i’m really having trouble
Seren
16 years 2 months ago
Dear Judd
Lonnie
16 years 2 months ago
Not familiar with Jacaranda, but I like this poem!
Seren
16 years 2 months ago
Dear Lonnie
the_fool
16 years 2 months ago
love the title especially
Seren
16 years 2 months ago
Dear T-F
doorman
16 years 2 months ago
This is a fucking good
Seren
16 years 2 months ago
I will take fucking good