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Across bodies carrying dormant elegance, forgetting givens held, instead jabbing, kicking, longing masks never on. Pretend quasi reality situated today, upon varying ways X's yield zero. Account, now, for assumptions and accruing beleagurment barring budding caring.. Demonstrations defining discussion early on, easing ever further from facades falsely guiding. Gentle gestures, heartbeats with hands held intertwined in-between in-jokes, inklings, inlets, long-lasting days left laying making master plans maybe noone notices, others openly oblivious of our presence, preferring perhaps quiet quizzical regard. Respite raises rushed sentences sentencing solace to two twenty-somethings turning to unification, under covers used as veils vexing visages, visions well-wishing, with wills of wildlings and we, extracting expositionist excuses, exiting yesterday yet yearning for youth's zeal. Our zenith, Zion.
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
30 Day Challenge, Day 1: New Days
Across bodies carrying dormant elegance, forgetting givens held, instead jabbing, kicking, longing masks never on. Pretend quasi reality situated today, upon varying ways X's yield zero. Account, now, for assumptions and accruing beleagurment barring budding caring.. Demonstrations defining discussion early on, easing ever further from facades falsely guiding. Gentle gestures, heartbeats with hands held intertwined in-between in-jokes, inklings, inlets, long-lasting days left laying making master plans maybe noone notices, others openly oblivious of our presence, preferring perhaps quiet quizzical regard. Respite raises rushed sentences sentencing solace to two twenty-somethings turning to unification, under covers used as veils vexing visages, visions well-wishing, with wills of wildlings and we, extracting expositionist excuses, exiting yesterday yet yearning for youth's zeal. Our zenith, Zion.
It's been a while since I've written anything, so I'm getting back in using the Curtis Memorial Library 30 day poetry challenge. Today's challenge was abecedarian style, which I tried a couple ways. While I enjoyed the challenge, the lines feel a bit too stiff and forced due to the constraints.
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
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