11.13.2010

patterns

raging
blind confounded fury melts to
armistice, let's make love
and complete the
cycle.

4 comments:

  1. I really love the title...
    It seems like I am hearing it, not reading it.

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  2. huh. i have been thinking about reading poems out loud.
    and what would work to read out loud.
    xoxo, nicole. plus an additional xo.

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  3. I have been finding myself reading the things I'm writing out loud as I'm writing them these days, which is a little odd to me, but I'm not going to fight it.

    Writing is such a weird habit anyway.

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  4. it really is weird.
    also, you are weird.
    i always think about the sound of the words, but lately more, i guess.
    the cinquains beg to be read aloud, really.
    weird.

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