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i am a man

By vox et praeterea nihil

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

i am a man crooked, awkward line drawing of a sobbing puppet. symbology, we can dream of meat-eating dinosaurs and trundling epitomies. where you draw the lines, where you draw the crosses and the dollar signs, i will stand within my box and be yours. sobbing puppet. no fun toy. measley little nothing thing, artifact of discrepancies. i am a man crooked, sobbing line drawing of my shameless fantasies. actor for your wet stage and soft legs. actor for your actors' guild. all right. blood in the veins. get it rolling. i am a man tired, wonderful and stick man version of a young boy, caged, crying.this is one of my older pieces, dating way back to 1998... Written January 1st, 1998 © on Oct 20 2001 02:20 PM PST   0 • 18 • 1

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