A darkness seems to bind me to nought what I have not dreamed,
What I have not dreamed seems to come into the quantum entangled
Morning dew droplet of some future collected and momentary precipice,
Unmentioned in any one science driven and mass proven solution,
Or say it bluntly my crude man;
"sometimes you need an earthquaking shotgun to make the elephant run from the stake..."
and o a tear for this pre-islands paradise decides to fall...
Please tell me what you think
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I am currently hosting Part III of the Ted Hughes poem prompt contest, Poet. Perhaps you might have a look and consider entering? (Part I was judged today and Part II is Invitation Only, thus my suggestion to have a look at the third one, which is open to all of AP.) After reading a few of your pieces, I think you'd fit in rather nicely, if you'd like to give it a shot. 
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