October 28, 2013
By clericus ELITE, Byron Center, Michigan
clericus ELITE, Byron Center, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"..But inside something gnaws at me; some presentiment, anxiety, dreams - or sleeplessness - melancholy, indifference - desire for life, and the next instant, desire for death; some kind of sweet peace, some kind of numbness, absent-mindedness..." Frederic Chopin

Your limbs are heavy in sleep and in

waking, muffled by the pull of the

floor, cloaks of wild citrus and tired

words. Enjambment, little moon on the

ice, rounded argyle mind, wispy

sigh of fingers pressed to the

earth. Sigh in love, in sorrow and in

heaviness, air mixing together under

the warm tug of indigo soil.

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