1905 Poem by Moonchild Diva
1905
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The buttons on my shoes won’t stop staring at me,
and I’ve taken the pins from my hair.
I feel some kind of futuristic pull, singing in the air.
I don’t remember who I am or what I wanted to find,
as the elixir takes me down and out,
out of my mind.
It’s not real, is it?
I’m not on Saturn, am I?
It just feels like it.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
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4/23/2024 8:59:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Gooood read M D! ! A delightful poem thank you! *10*! Best wishes! Friend Thad