a poem a day keeps something away
Sunday, April 24, 2011
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held here, happily stuck in a
jello membrane
i can hear the sounds outside shouting
in distress
but only the murmurs make sense.
my face is a smile
which is why i don't fit in here
nobody smiles anymore;
it's gone out of style.
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