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The Fixing Mind
by Bertram SparagmosRegress.
Wrap yourself in newspaper armor.
Letters and sales.
The veneer holding back the world
Into pictures and text
Scrolling on lighted screens
But I have been inside,
And I am a predator.
I want for the creases.
Peeling
To turn the screws down into your soft self,
Pin you to the unforgiving earth,
Force your eyes upward
To see an expanding cosmos
Shining back its love for you. 10/16/2012
Posted on 10/16/2012
Copyright © 2024 Bertram Sparagmos
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 10/21/12 at 11:33 AM that's a great first line, which for me is the spark that sets off this dynamite poem. |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 04/14/13 at 10:33 AM Certainly not a candidate for Celebrity Juice [which is a good thing] |
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