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Small, small, small ideas, said with small, small, small language. Be soft, Billy- oh, so soft and easy! Don't dare challenge anyone with anything but soft and small and small and soft! Puke, puke, puke.

Wonderful flight of imagery coupled with fantasy. Thanks for sharing it here.

Lovely poem; I like the last part the best, It will waste away to nothing, nothing but stars in the sky, and I will have a few nights to myself, a little time to rest my jittery pen. Congrats on being poet of the day!

I read this poem over and over. I still can't feel like a bell or a moth even. Does that mean I am a dog? I know I bark a lot. Maybe I am Kafka's beetle. No I wouldnt want to be that. I think I'd rather stand by the window Pretending to be nothing.

lovely turning of the pieces

I love the comparison to 'the perfect grape'.

it is nice. yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyes

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