glitchA Poem by josephine dinnairsettled order of naturethe morning is crisp and bright
as we watch together happiness destroying its self gruesome, cruel and raw it almost looks like dancing, claws entangled intense , unbounded, frightening what disturbed the order of nature to see perfection loose all control and reason what sign to man is this? is it a glitch, an error , genetic deformity? indeed it is through young eyes but through mine a pure cold terror ensues now i long for another morning... © 2010 josephine dinnairFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on March 1, 2010 Last Updated on March 1, 2010 Authorjosephine dinnairlondon, notting hill, United KingdomAbouti am 35 and have just developed a desire to start writing and would value any comments on my scribblings x My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems; give me work. Give me the most abstruse.. more..Writing
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