Hyperbolic spiral













When I became slave to my words
I decided to take back my throne
and shut my mouth.

But what am I without my words?







































































 





Poetry by night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2008-08-25 at 15:02

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
It is a conundrum - when I am not writing, I miss it, when I am writing, I wish I wasn't - the artistic soul will always find that conflict of thought

Elle x
2008-08-25


Phyllis J. Rhodes
What a clever lady you are!
We could have round table discussion
on this super duper mind bender.
2008-08-25