If my mind could manifest epiphany
on records kept, keeping in memory
when inks and papers explode
Falling out in tea cup storm
separated in distance
for their own safety
Then my most beautiful poem
would not have been lost
in ideas flash
Monday 5 September 2011
Who Ate My Cheese
If my mind could manifest epiphany
on records kept, keeping in memory
when inks and papers explode
Falling out in tea cup storm
separated in distance
for their own safety
Then my most beautiful poem
would not have been lost
in ideas flash
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I believe there is a special angel assigned to capturing lost poems, forgot thoughts and accidentally deleted prose.
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