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vea vents  Feb 2015
Night and Day
vea vents Feb 2015
Atnight I shrink to my father and fear…with closedeyes…my thoughts appear and disappear….in perpetualfog…oneminute, I am ugly…another, lazy…then, an unworthy, helpless, hopeless, heap…hunchedover…and in pain…with arms poised to protect…body contorted to distort…but whatever I clingto…and all I resist..u-n-f-o-l-d-s  i-n  d-a-y,  w-h-e-n  m-y  e-y-e-s  t-h-a-­t  s-t-r-a-i-n  s-e-a-m-l-e-s-s-l-y  o----p----e----n
wordvango  Sep 2014
weneedwings
wordvango Sep 2014
song a singamelody
bursting sunrisesto seedusk
cold, evergreens shoulderingahill
atnight falls, adovecoos in
thewindblowing
and setsour mindsfree
to  wing.

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