from my ears to my mind
from metallic to melted in 60 milli.
No troubles either but no fun really.
A vacuous enjoyment, ready made,
As empty as light when it is in shade,
a useless entity falling apart,
a black hole where there used to be a heart.
03 November 2008
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I love this poem. You're at your strongest when your tone is ironic, humorous, and when you're bolstered by structure, as in the couplets in this work.
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