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I pray I live to the day I can open myself in a way That would clearly portray In full HD 4K on an IMAX display Just how my mind has done me wrong in the worst way ©2024
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Jan 30, 2024
Jan 30, 2024 at 4:52 AM UTC
~•§•~ Maybe There's Answers in There ~•§•~
Paint me my flaws in high definition, harsh, unbending reality.
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Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 3:44 AM UTC
Mirror [10w]
O fog, shrouding the busy highways    softly muting their resonant roar    to distant growls Unfurl your smooth fury, crumple these cars, shatter their frames across    and beyond their concrete tracks    that separate forests and hills    and thicken the air    with acrid smells    from exhausted horsepowers. Embrace them,    O fog, and guide their screeching tires    over the embankment roaring hearses unreigned by your moist arms                            * * *      &) Discovered recently among H. D.´s unpublished papers at Yale University Library, malevolent scholars take this poem as proof for the poet´s befogged imagination during some of her post-imagist periods. More englightened critics, though, point to the stunning topicality of H. D.´s mythopoetic mind in its accurate presentation of mankind´s archetypal struggle against nature. There is as yet insufficient biographical evidence that the mature H. D. possibly had a short but intensive attachment to the infant Ralph Nader, who later became head of the U. S. Environmental Protection Agency. – For serious information on the poet, see  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/H.D.
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Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 4:10 PM UTC
F O G &)
If we could PVR our lives, We'd pause at moments Of delight; Rewind when memory's Not quite right; Fast forward during Times of strife; Hit mute if we get too loud, Reboot when we act too proud. I've moments like A satelite stream Of unseen waves Directing themes In 3D pixels, And onetime dreams.
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Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 2:15 PM UTC
In My Pixelled Life