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internal explosions and other self-indulgent rants
by Dani Rose
you sit and talk casually with your arrogance--
about life, about consciousness, about
everything. you sit and you worship with your assumptions,
over them, over what you can't grasp, over
and through the cracks that line your in-between,
under the light to the places that have yet to be seen--
here where the river runs far and deep, here
where the wounded never sleep.
02/11/2004 Posted on 11/20/2008
Copyright © 2025 Dani Rose
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 11/20/08 at 07:01 PM i know this man too well. very good. |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 12/09/08 at 05:54 PM More than a suspicion of subliminal rhythm, and you characterize personality traits as distinct entities conversing with their host...but then, you write screenplays - what did I expect :>
So, both a sketch and an unpaid frolic. Apologies for the drivelfest - for a minute there I lost myself... |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 02/19/21 at 09:33 PM You said quite a lot in an economy of words. Great pick for POTD! |
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