Wednesday, September 28, 2005
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Wings and Things
Mind askew.
Droplets of blood that I rub into my soul
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3/10/2026 3:14:28 PM # 1.0.0
This is a 9 and could be a 10 with a little polishing. 'the thunder circus of flying fists, ' Great line, Sherry Ditto for 'fold like a broken accordion, should her eyes meet his' 'being smart enough to know what a lousy, addicted pathetic thing he is.' I agree that he is; I admire your courage and understand your need to say that. I think the poem would be better POETRY without the line though. The last two lines are perfect, a powerful, poetic image that sums up the whole poem.