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quantumofire


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Posted Tue Sep 15th, 2009 10:53am Post subject: The Appointment

The car had to swerve - off horizon
Dodging the lazy ewes
Spitting the bark of some old lichened tree
And, in all the splintered bones and glass
Blow words - the scatter pages of your CVs
But I just sat stilled, making paper planes
To cast off the cliffs into the plundered seas.

Everything you ever were - sad waste
Black and white, and mobile frequency
Lost shouts and pleads to be
To sit in rows of desks before electric screens
Flat cells that are another climb
To all the maybes and could have beens
and angered - you counted lost time
But forgot the broken bodies left behind.

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Breaking contradictions in his mind was, to him, like walking through a winter forest snapping twigs underfoot.

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