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Inspirationally expired (me not him:=)
by A. Paige White
Silence is golden
But what do you really think?
A tact attack
Sheet rock wall support
to hang the bulletin board
A tack attack
Read red whine
She fake a real line
read dread whine
*cybernation pens
to type the sleeping world's spins
Pathetic poet
05/18/2007 Author's Note: Wiley Otis inspired me... to aspire... yet...
*portmanteau
my yawns are overtaking the yarns on this paige... niters all nighters
Posted on 05/19/2007
Copyright © 2024 A. Paige White
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 05/19/07 at 02:48 AM I felt the need to snap my fingers violently loud after reading this...I really dig it. Nothing forced. Nothing extra. Existence the poem does well. ~JPP |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 05/20/07 at 11:22 PM Well, I guess inspiration requires expiration to bring it to fruition...my condiments to the attendant pen that peppered this assault with anti-soporific snips and fine vines. |
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