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The Eclectic Pen - Structure

By: Eva L. (wearetrees)   + 37 more  
Date Submitted: 3/20/2011
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 82
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Say a word that I might have A word against me a bone against which to brace and hunger for, menace and misuse, or defer to (A slip of the tongue is still sustenance) A warning, Or a summons Some common moral bane with which I can measure the distance between things – love and panic I’ve come to learn some signs are closer than they appear, not hanging on the metallic horizon but nearer the vein There – just beside the swollen pore, the tastebud the resemblance unreal to all those real things we displace with our words

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