Reading e.e cummings

A Poem by xeroxcandybar

makes me feel a total retard,

like a happy weaving wife

witnessing the genius spider at dusk

spinning a universe between two twigs.

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Added on November 2, 2013
Last Updated on November 2, 2013
Tags: e.e cummings

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