Lines

Lines

A Poem by Slow Leak
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How many don't you see?

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When I draw lines, sometimes I see your face in them

Sometimes lines come together to make sense when I am lost

In the form of a map

Or a poem

I often use lines to convey something

Letters, numbers, or desire


Art is representation

Line is representation

We use lines to make things easy

To make sense, To make scarves

Of large crowds in the form of a queque

In the earth to connect


© 2015 Slow Leak


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Added on December 9, 2015
Last Updated on December 9, 2015
Tags: lines, people, lost, map, poem