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Frankincense, hot cloves Smoky perfume, like alcohol, gasped Smooth, heavy, an intangible gravity kissed onto eyelashes Covers and spices in flower, alive Gasp after gasp of sweet tropic smoke Eyelashes fluttering, started birds returning A haze as purple as blood, or nightingales, or blood.
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Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 10:33 PM UTC
Dreaming Song
Frankincense, hot cloves Smoky perfume, like alcohol, gasped Smooth, heavy, an intangible gravity kissed onto eyelashes Covers and spices in flower, alive Gasp after gasp of sweet tropic smoke Eyelashes fluttering, started birds returning A haze as purple as blood, or nightingales, or blood.
This poem was written to illustrate a structural fixed form I invented myself.
#dream#dreams#dreaming#abstract#comfort#warmth#sleep
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Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 10:33 PM UTC
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