No, not ire
Seldom ire bleeds in stairwells
running for superiority,
nor in halls of no fame at all.
Ire is a just a melt down kind of thing,
an irrational moment
just before all goes let down.
See it all then, in weaves
of organic coloured yarn,
answering to its representation.
Words by Bob
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Written on 2008-07-12 at 00:52
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