4 AM Poetry – The Product of Insomnia

Posted in Poetry, Writing by netscheri on July 20, 2008

To translate into the language of night;
half-waking thoughts,
half formed.
In learning to transmit
through a new medium
Not only thought but touch;
sound resounding against skin
But when transmuting fluidity
base mermaid alchemy –
a pause –

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  1. Bebel said, on September 5, 2008 at 7:24 am

    Le hasard n’existe pas?
    Qui suis-je?
    Vois-tu le futur?
    Pourquoi pleurent-ils?
    Pourquoi sont-ils remplis de joie?
    \/ >< ~~ /\ || ^^ !!

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