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A collaboration over too much coffee.
coffee and pen

08 December, 2004

Blue Line

I saw
The same psychedelic designs
In my last reincarnation

Arrows and Sparrows
Squares and Flares

Drifting about
In a random manner

Like the blue line of death




Blogger sunil said...

This poem left me a bit sad. Why? Some personal feelings are deeply stirred. The words, the idea, the imagination and imagery and, of all the things, the 'Blue line of death'. This sounds so familiar and so disturbing.

Anyway, leave all that. It's a very touching poem, even where no personal chord is touched.

09 December, 2004 19:05  
Blogger . : A : . said...

Deep and striking. The first 3 lines pull at you.

11 December, 2004 14:58  

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