Lost In The MidleA Poem by Matthew Bass
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joy exitement insecurity longing fear frustration absolutely crazy adventure escape. The Royal Palace that drunken night and your red dress I come back here in different ways Where it began and ended the minute you pulled me under by the back of my head. I took a very long walk today Here, The night is still warm La Negrita still ferments in the garden I am still wandering in the manicured bushes clenching your hand even tighter. © 2011 Matthew Bass |
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Added on October 19, 2011 Last Updated on October 19, 2011 AuthorMatthew BassSt. Louis, MOAboutIt´s funny how we think we are all on the cusp of something, and just have not been recognized yet. I am no different. I don´t really care all that much, but at the same time I do care. .. more..Writing
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