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Paul gave his sons away to the wolves, Patty says
quietly into a little box which she then hands to me.
What am I supposed to do with this? I ask.  Hide it
somewhere, she replies, and then forget it was ever
there. This is the only way to live in happiness she says
into another much larger box as I walk down the
hall and out of the alley, into the little imaginary
city that we have been building against our will.
©2006-2009 ~Swim-Inside
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:iconannainadotteddress:
your writing drives me crazy
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haha thank you (i think) :)
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I like this one better because it has a very well written thought provoking quality. It simply flows from point to point so quickly it never lets you consider anything until the end. Quite nice.

k

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Be yourself. Just be. That is all you need to do to impress me.

Bless,
k
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ah, david lynch in poem.
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This is the only way to live in happiness she says

The craftiness of that line break leaves me breathless. Well done!

I know what the larger box is. And it is about to blow my mind how artfully you have accomplished this. We must exchange thoughts, I desperately want to hear you expound upon a few things for me. Send me a message with this poem attached and I'll comment more thoroughly.
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Where have you gone? I have tried whispering and singing and screaming into boxes and bags and in my desperation, even the open air.

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amelia.
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'Sup'” sed god's son.
“nm, u?” sed da world.
“nm” sed Jesus.
-The Bibles -internets edishun
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i love love love this for reasons already said.

:)

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