Monday, February 6, 2006

Epiphany Comments

Rating: 5.0

futuristically transfixed with the throw of a stone
I am a deep pool of water
cold to the touch
and you can never reach me
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missy harris
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William Jackson 06 February 2006

Disturbingly chilling and wickedly good, your poem quite simply made my skin crawl, and I suppose that's a good thing.

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