April 6, 2012
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The slow-burning embers
toil endlessly
making sparks
I sit beneath them
for the inevitable
the spark latching on
dissolving me
in fiery snakes of green and blue

the words of
Dante, Shakespeare, Plato
will be no more

journalists' ideas
on politics, wars, and laws
shall be extinct

the records of heroes
of leaders and dreamers
may dissipate

I am paper
Watch me burn

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EPluribusUnum This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 26, 2012 at 8:43 pm
This is good. It has a creative concept and I love the brutally blunt last line. Nice!
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