we are complex creaturesA Poem by Mike P.rough draft to be taken down soon im sure it will be ripped to shreds enjoy
in a wish i made to a promise
my world twisted into calligraphy where language was spoken through motion and i felt like a pagan seashell passion is a station of demanding ideas where shapes rape patterns to conquer renaissance my hopes split into continents my heroes fell through balance ad infinitum art is a fish with six gills three to each cheek fins are beaks with oars paddling fits of poetry purity is a catechism guided by the imagination of divine silhouettes © 2008 Mike P.Featured Review
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5 Reviews Added on June 11, 2008 AuthorMike P.CAAboutIf anyone is interested in hearing me...take a peep at my profile on myspace. art/poetry/soundbymikep. I know, I know...many of you are anti myspace but I'm not to good with technology and that was th.. more..Writing
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