Trance Poem by Stefanie Fontker
Trance
Wringing your hands, with a cry
You fall into a trance of sleep-like
Autonomous creativity and it flows
Out of you like rain from clouds.
It is all eaten up by blank paper and
The word art feels like the warmest sigh.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
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4/23/2024 10:23:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Its very textured it puts me in a very metalic mood, I like the movement of these words as they flow. Hypnotic :)