SA Poem by f. annSick but writingspinning round on the spinning earth in the shining sun spinning until nothing hurts. round and round. - shifting days shifting my body into it's final shape shifting slowly. - sleeping every night silence carries the sole conversation: mind battles are silly. - simple poetry simplicity is best so simple elaborate shuns what the heart has sung. slow down the beat so you can hear your heart sing the silent song. © 2013 f. ann |
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