Cup Craft
Patiently awaiting, moving around
Forgetn' where as much unseen
quietly forceful quick, sounds
losing where I am being
sideways walking scorpions sting
Endurance as spell virtue unsettling
Upside down the prism sees
Caught me down on bended knee
Not so much in measuring
the differance within between
everything and of magnificence
still know nothing of everything
Faded in a wisp of smoke
circling my coffee cup.
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2 comments:
Stop smoking cigarettes, they're bad for you.
And I like this very much, especially the back and forth between ideas/feelings/words.
And as many have commented on my work, editing is key.
:)
I like the line "sideways walking scorpions sting" and the last two lines.
Definately moving between worlds in this one.
Always something hidden.
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