“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Saturday, January 2, 2016
Six (American) Sense(tenses)
Nationalism is not knowing your nations complete history.
Invited to the party, they indulged, the Others watched in famine.
The teens all sneer at the lessons that keep them in lockdown for too long.
Put away for later, only then noticing more than one could need.
Single mother carries more, her cold shoulder avalanche of envy.
Insecurity is taking a shower with a spider.
Image By Philip Callas, http://www.deiwos.org/, http://pipcallas.deviantart.com/gallery/ (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
*These lines are based on Allen Ginsberg's American Sentences, seventeen syllables, one sentence.
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