Posted by obsidian on August 14, 2010, at 8:46:14
In reply to Re: Lives Like Loaded Guns » sigismund, posted by obsidian on August 14, 2010, at 8:34:44
I FELT a cleavage in my mind
As if my brain had split;
I tried to match it, seam by seam,
But could not make them fit.
The thought behind I strove to join 5
Unto the thought before,
But sequence ravelled out of reach
Like balls upon a floor.
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