Insignificance
Curl up, fold down, tiny pieces,
tangents skulking down
one way streets,
signs shouting directions
and whispering behind backs,
flutters of an arrhythmic heart
selling cut price confidence.
Poetry by shells
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Written on 2011-07-27 at 23:46
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