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Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Alone (Abstract Poetry)

Own alone
heaping-heaping cyclone
one bone   clack     fish
spite in cherished ire
Gun Fun dumbing none
the Great on hill farther gone
wolfing air: babble brook beating bales -
hornblow like lady Bourgogne -
Alone own allure
airless candle flame
one -- breathless
coward only gurggle gasssp
shuddering howl harolding
loneliness - yellow.

it falls, rain; crackling dish
Define: all one own none --
sunflower eye surrounding bright
the pit of dusk

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