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Saturday, August 4, 2012

Paper Bag Poetry

Paper Bag Poetry


Syntax and meter
Seem all the sweeter
When applied to life's questions to solve,

Visions and daggers
The humble and braggarts
With paper and pen I resolve.

Never too low
To go with the flow,
Musings turned substantial in spades -
Angels dont dance on the head of a pin;
They dance on the point of a blade. 

Still pay me no mind,
I'm doing just fine,
Simply working things out in my head,

I've done it before
And, what is more,
I'll be rending these thoughts till I'm dead. 


~Darkling Plain, Aug. 24, 2006

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