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vincent-winfield
American I have a lot of convictions. I share them crudely through poetry. / / My identity will most likely remain anonymous. I am not a famous person in hiding, but rather a no-one trying to reveal myself discreetly.
why do i write in lower case? it is not because i want to be like bukowski or cummings but because i am humble and in reverence of language i whisper in its church
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Dec 27, 2010
Dec 27, 2010 at 1:21 PM UTC
words
the fenris wolf is bound by a cat's footfall the breath of fish the beards of women and perhaps your regret you follow a high note until it reaches an inaudible frequency you told me I was your golden pedestal but I was only a stepping stone and now you're swimming naked through the river of success let me tell you life is not a one night stand with some military man who will dip his brush in alcohol and stroke you with his stupor life is not a ****** **** it is a hard bargain and I think lachesis would be disappointed.
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Aug 18, 2010
Aug 18, 2010 at 5:58 PM UTC
Lachesis
august I share my bed with a memory Something is off, a pale yellow a dull white. The dread and lingering, the fear Something is off, coyly passing you by A scent maybe or a colour a flickering light or dead flower or maybe the hellhound staring me down on its leash by your side You are going away now but you have left this behind and you still live here between off-beats
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Aug 17, 2010
Aug 17, 2010 at 4:52 PM UTC
Going away