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all our ideas
by Indigo Tempestaagain i said "yeah." again,
again i nodded. he said "i don't
even know --i don't even know." he said
"i don't know what i mean."
this is the effort
expended in this our language, this
ineffable that is.
what system
can answer of itself
no matter how often
you ask it?
i see, wally, how umbrellas
evolved but can you tell me, can you
daddy, what signifies the tree?
and can you tell me
that you love me
and you know what i know? 09/20/2005 Author's Note: please-o, tear me a new one. needs some serious work.
Posted on 09/21/2005
Copyright © 2025 Indigo Tempesta
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jim Benz on 09/21/05 at 01:17 AM Much as I'd like to say I'm up to the challenge, I can't tear you a new one. I like the language, I like the meaning, I just can't say where to improve it, outside of pulling in a concrete image or two. |
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