![]() the flightA Poem by Erin Sky![]() yeah, The Great Gatsby is boring. But I wrote poems during that unit, so here ya go...![]() to take a city and pull it out like a canvas through your mouth and haply give up some soul
or take paint-dabbled wings and fashion them with a toothy-edged knife using them not to fly, but to glide head in heaven, toes in the ocean
atlast cast off tye dye sails and rip them into a sunrise letting go, dropping down and find, at the beginning, the love that called you to drown in beauty. © 2008 Erin SkyReviews
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4 Reviews Added on February 7, 2008 Author![]() Erin SkyIthilien, GondorAboutI hear I'm a bit cryptic, for all my loquacity; I talk too much, due to all I need to say; I am Gemini, and astrology is bollocks; I'm narcissistic, and hate myself for it; I dwell in irony, in the ra.. more..Writing
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