Books or People?
Books are clerical, they gather dust; each is dark as a closed fist; they can draw blood.
People are instruments, people are moral; their smiles mean nothing; each one's the skin it's in.
Each is dark as a closed fist...
Books are persons - boring ones. No person can be a book
Right or wrong?
Real or imaginary?
Blood or turquoise?
People are instruments, people are moral; their smiles mean nothing; each one's the skin it's in.
Each is dark as a closed fist...
Books are persons - boring ones. No person can be a book
Right or wrong?
Real or imaginary?
Blood or turquoise?
posted by Cheshire Cat at 9:49 PM
4 Comments:
Why do we write so differently when we think no one's reading?
I give up.
people gather dirt;
dust is alright.
poor, poor kitty.
got locked out.
alas!
and now the blog is dead.
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