I fit
nowhere
yet manage to move freely
everywhere
stroll past sleepwalkers
never making direct eye contact
never disturbing their dreams
forgotten stranger
shadow of a ghost
vanishing other
anonymous
slipping away
always slipping away
seeking
finding
poetic solitude
where I witness the great emptiness
comedy without laughter
tragedy without tears
absurdity without end
What did you think
Comments
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Amazing, flows so well and the inspiration is outstanding, kudos indeed XD
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Great!!. This flows very well from start to finish. The imagery is superb. I am a little cranky over this AIG fiasco so my favorite lines were:
nausea! nausea!
politicians of all stripes hustle their wares
armies in armani spit and swear
Great job.
Mike


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Reads like a "stream of consciousness" piece... a great collage of politically pointed imagery spoken with eclectic force. The Nietzsche-esque ending speaks well to me.


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Oh, yeah.
I can hear your voice.
This is amazing work.





