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Paroxsym

March 26, 2013
By Theholethatiswhole BRONZE, Auburn, Maine
Theholethatiswhole BRONZE, Auburn, Maine
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Favorite Quote:
"Trees are poems that the Earth writes upon the sky. We fell them down and turn them into paper, that we may record our emptiness"--Khalil Gibran


Northern August.

Furtive gaze,
paradox.

Quantum entanglement.
I do not understand,
do not want.

You are tracing constellations
with my index finger.

There is a universe before us
for us--
A stillness of water
we shatter with

tonight's ripple

(tomorrow's
paroxysm.)

Morning.
Blotted with tears,
and a charlatan's
duplicity.
it is drizzling,

and you are smooth sailing
the get away star--

binary system)
stricken to orbit in
an unfaithful galaxy.



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