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Dying My Years

Rating: 4.5
Dying my years
Cramped into tears
Words gone be etched
.
Elegiac lyricism
Pearl elopes
On a raw rhyme

Tristan Tzara hung up
A wise word and left its corpse
For Fluxus and John Cage

Dying my years
A jocular vowel
Nags the craft man who seats inside the exedra
Waiting for Kant’s memory to come

Willfully
Crippling
It hisses Kant Kant Kant

Dying my years
Words gone be etched
By Me
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COMMENTS
Greenwolfe 1962 14 June 2008
I take it, that this is about words. Beyond that, I have no clue. GW62
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Tsira Goge 22 April 2008
'...Elegiac lyricism Pearl elopes On a raw rhyme...' Eternal melancholy for mankind....
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Abha Sharma 07 April 2008
a touching one...when one thinks beyond such thoughts are infused...
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Subbaraman N V 07 April 2008
Your years will live long!
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