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sloth:

or how I wasted
every damn day-- gazing, (arid)
and desolate-- a vulture

(Perspective) Or: Time
Also known as: forgetting
A dry hot wind feeds my fire.

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I'm not sure this follows the rules because though they related, the connection seems shaky.

But then all connections are tenuous, at best.

I just needed to write something.

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  • Third Orbit Mars
    December 10, 2007

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    i like this. its simple, but not simple (if that makes any sense to anyone but myself). anyway, im going to go against my urge to over analyze this, and just say that it was an enjoyable read (theres so few, these days).


    • Hiatus
      December 10, 2007
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      Thank you. Analysing would be a waste of time, since I am pretty sure this poem doesn't mean anything SPECFIC.