I am the German Reich.
One boot, the cloud that follows your procession.
I am your hand, the one that silences your fight
and welcomes you; an identical function
that insists that everything must shroud itself.
Every corner must be swept,
and you--
you haven't fed yourself
in twenty- something years.
Your frame's an intricate web of maps and intersections,
your eyes are open jars of coal.
And I'm the mime
that whispers through the night,
hoping you will Hear
but never care
I broke a
rule.
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wowwww. welllll done.
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This poem really showcases your ability to write with a depth few would understand.This is why I adore you and because you are an amazing human being naturally.Loved it yes I LOVED THIS.
~Helen
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So, it's been a long, long time since I've really been on here. Ok, so it was like...yesterday, but before that, quite a while. Either way, I came on and was looking at my favorites and saw you, and coming back I'm glad I did, because your writing still manages to amaze me and I feel privileged to be able to read it.
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forgot applause.
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Btw it was me that recommended said londoner down below in barkingpoly,
yeah this was fantastic write, i loved the fractionlising of the poem, where you jump over the middle stanza to the last one and break the last line like a stuttering cry of pain mirrored in the second stanza. -
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Thank you very much, man.
Bless you.
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wow this just hit me, i didnt expect poetry like this (i am new) he was right you are amazing, this is just fantastic, especially the middle stanza, that image is so good, it has like another meaning to it kinda thing, showing how well 'travelled' she is.
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very interesting...nice job with writing this. enjoyed.
blu
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Perfect amount of detail and mystery. Powerful lines and references; amazing and haunting imagery.
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Ja <3
Especially <3 first two lines.
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I adore this...reminds me of lots of things.
That quote from the bible- about the whole body, and nothing being more or less important..
and also this little girl i one knew who only ever spoke to her hand.
Anywya- a gorgeous tone, no extraneous words..
lovely.
x
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Wonderful!
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Okay, so I was surprised that there was something this different and well-written on AP, and then I realized that you wrote it. No surprise there. This is interesting. I was immediately intrigued by the opening statement. I like the metaphor you use in the last stanza.
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