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poetry_fiction2012-08-01 03:32 pm
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July 2012 Challenge - Fourth Week Masterlist
Day 22:
From this day forth, you tun into the dreamer
of everything: the world within your hand.
Day 23:
I'm not a car, I'm a person,
A man-god, a god-man
Whose days are numbered. Hallelujah
Day 24:
Whatever I scream or say or whisper is only
to console myself
Day 25:
I have gathered many consolations in my life
and squandered them, many sorrows
that I spilled in vain.
Day 26:
You didn't eat, weren't filled. You spoke big words
with a small mouth. Your heart will never learn to judge distances.
Day 27:
The scent of her drying hair is
prophesying in the streets and among stars.
Day 28:
These are the last days of books.
Next come the last days of words. Some day
you will understand.
Day 29:
Loving each other began this way: threading
loneliness into loneliness
patiently, our hands trembling and precise.
Day 30:
Later they'll jump down again
to the sound of applause and wars.
Day 31:
They are all dice
that landed on the lucky side.
From this day forth, you tun into the dreamer
of everything: the world within your hand.
Day 23:
I'm not a car, I'm a person,
A man-god, a god-man
Whose days are numbered. Hallelujah
Day 24:
Whatever I scream or say or whisper is only
to console myself
Day 25:
I have gathered many consolations in my life
and squandered them, many sorrows
that I spilled in vain.
Day 26:
You didn't eat, weren't filled. You spoke big words
with a small mouth. Your heart will never learn to judge distances.
Day 27:
The scent of her drying hair is
prophesying in the streets and among stars.
Day 28:
These are the last days of books.
Next come the last days of words. Some day
you will understand.
Day 29:
Loving each other began this way: threading
loneliness into loneliness
patiently, our hands trembling and precise.
Day 30:
Later they'll jump down again
to the sound of applause and wars.
Day 31:
They are all dice
that landed on the lucky side.