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so here I am losing my mind 

to the wind

boiled alive by the sun

searching the sky

for a seam

flying under the radar

fighting Gods

and moons

here I am 

like a lonely little 

universe

Reviews

[Dalebear]

Nice poem

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. ah, this one strikes ... it really does ... flying under the radar is excruciating ... fighting the gods and moons even more so ... but yes, you are a universe ... a universe in which my universe now resides ... and it's with tears with my eyes that i thank thee, oh coach ... thou art the best ... the most sensitive and the most healing ... you just are ... my hero and my star ... awesome and beyond awesome ... plus ... i was wrong earlier when i said it's good that the radar doesn't detect you ... if there is any one person i know who is worthy of detection ... it's you ...

[Emily B]

these are words I can come back to . . . again and again and again . . . not small words for small universes, but the tallest words I've met in a very long time.

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. prisons are prisms and prisms are prisons ... said a friend once ... and i completely agree ... it's good if the radar doesn't detect you ...