daubmir nadir

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Taut Jaunt - Poem by daubmir nadir

Dance
To the music
Of my drunken habits
Guzzling mad notes
In wild composition
And whilst the alcoholic fogs dissipate
Observe the true shapes reappear
Sallying in harmonic delight.


Comments about Taut Jaunt by daubmir nadir

  • (6/25/2009 6:35:00 AM)


    hmmm....somehow, reading it makes me stone cold sober. (Report) Reply

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  • (4/13/2006 5:10:00 AM)


    This strange intoxication is the fountain of creativity.....Lets get sozzled and keep the spring alive! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 13, 2006



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