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A Poem by B. Lapinski

she took a photo of me

sitting on the bed

guitar in my lap

strumming an old Dylan song

looking as if I had just lost the world

or just found it

or fell apart from the inside

I could see the pieces

hanging from the fretboard

© 2008 B. Lapinski

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Added on March 4, 2008

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B. Lapinski

Mt Top, PA

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i'm a wanna be poet, with synthetic words. Everything on this page is water soluble. I wish you could see my ink. It is blue, feathered and dreamy, leaking tar and setting everything on fire .mcrmeeb.. more..

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