"Busy Remembering When Suddenly"
In flashes such as these, the peripheral memory cringes, I'm nothing, I'm nothing again, and then maybe I'm sorry, It'll sigh into somebody in crawling fashion, an earwig, Folding out into feeling, suddenly you'll love me.
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I am a shortform and free-verse poet. I aim to capture moments, and the feeling in such moments, with images using words. I'm also, funnily enough, a photographer: http://www.flickr.com/photos/kingdavidphotography/
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