poem-10:12:2008

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10.12.2008 I remembered, While looking at the figure of a boy, Receding into a forest, That you matter... Sanctioned mobility and the ease Of its use, we're free... * There, behind trees with white barks ageing gracefully, You've gone a-waiting... Then, when ages take longer to fill a second than a mechanical tilt Towards oblivion... That, which gasped for a breath of the spoken But was festooned with the vaprous spittle Of a maliciously exhaled and unheard sigh...

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Another short poem from M.A. days...

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10.12.2008

I remembered,While looking at the figure of a boy,Receding into a forest,That you matter...Sanctioned mobility and the easeOf its use, we're free...

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There, behind trees with white barks ageing gracefully,You've gone a-waiting...Then, when ages take longer to fill a second than a mechanical tiltTowards oblivion...That, which gasped for a breath of the spokenBut was festooned with the vaprous spittleOf a maliciously exhaled and unheard sigh...