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Dec 17, 2011
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paper
there is only paper now
words are now unloved
but be brave ghost of my fingers
and sing your songs of her skin
into the cartoon morning
in all the clown colors of wanting you
melting on that unwritten page.
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
scribbler
13 years 7 months ago
hello
welcome back. It Is tough to describe the one you love with mere words..........stan
Kailashana2
13 years 7 months ago
Paper, rock, scissors. Fairy
Paper, rock, scissors. Fairy dust.
~A
Nordic cloud
13 years 4 months ago
Papier.
And your most beautifully painted paper,
cannot be unloved
your ghost fingers have patterned it across her skin
as you draw cartoons in your mind
and end up rocking with laughter
in gay striped sheets of more paper..
Your little sister Ann.