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Sunday, December 9, 2012

twisted


I twisted my wrists

I twisted my ankles

I tied my tongue in knots

I tossed my thoughts

into the dark, where

not a spark exists,

not even a quark of the spark,

where the lizards play wizards,

sharks

drink oceans until drunk

and roll what left of it

backwards. where?

 do I find words

that would unlock

my mouth

untie my tongue

and call the order

into my world

~c:NKO@12/8/12  

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