Array ( [sid] => 182737 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => broken language [time] => 2016-03-07 23:17:21 [hometext] => I cry out for order and find it only in art.~Helen Hayes [bodytext] => do you see a line
as I never meant?
there might be
likeness disguised
there are still
places in my bones
where my pen
can/'/t reach
they are packed
in tight boxes
stored behind
bended knees
(rib)caged heart
clenched jaw-bone
fragile hip leg-limps
do you understand?
my lonely fingers
and lovely toes
both conspire to dig
coax slide push poke
write the wrong
I can pick up
a pen and/or
pencil with my toes.
tricks instead
of honest ink...
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broken language
Date: Monday, 7th March 2016 @ 11:17:21 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: ming
do you see a line
as I never meant?
there might be
likeness disguised
there are still
places in my bones
where my pen
can/'/t reach
they are packed
in tight boxes
stored behind
bended knees
(rib)caged heart
clenched jaw-bone
fragile hip leg-limps
do you understand?
my lonely fingers
and lovely toes
both conspire to dig
coax slide push poke
write the wrong
I can pick up
a pen and/or
pencil with my toes.
tricks instead
of honest ink...


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