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I regret That I have yet To barrel down a bannister Take charge of the floorboard And command a room, Silent and full or Symphonic and fractured My perceptions The hungry trees Of a hungry forest I do not regret Having entered, So I cannot regret Not having done so. Some places I imagine Feel like Orpheus Looking Back Feel like The preference Of Pleasant Death. You ask me why I will not go, I say Because, I Will Not. You ask me why I am afraid, I say I am a flame Entombed Who still feels the wind. You ask me What is it most You fear? I answer, The flowers In my head Not sick, But dead.
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
I Envision Myself Wearing a Crown of Flowers, Playing at the Meadow's Edge
I regret That I have yet To barrel down a bannister Take charge of the floorboard And command a room, Silent and full or Symphonic and fractured My perceptions The hungry trees Of a hungry forest I do not regret Having entered, So I cannot regret Not having done so. Some places I imagine Feel like Orpheus Looking Back Feel like The preference Of Pleasant Death. You ask me why I will not go, I say Because, I Will Not. You ask me why I am afraid, I say I am a flame Entombed Who still feels the wind. You ask me What is it most You fear? I answer, The flowers In my head Not sick, But dead.
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
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