theres a place
where the claustrophobia is
ignored where
the restriction of every
corner stays just
there
time imposes
its ultimate will here
and its as accepted
as closing
ones eyes to
sleep
and i realize
i dont like this
coffin burn
me instead
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
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I really like the lack of punctuation here, and I feel as if it lends to the manic quality og being micromanaged. I think that the ending is witty and sad at the same time. I very much like the minimalistic aspects of this poem.
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