Followed you too far
Reconcile with the stairs because I stopped climbing a while ago.
this plight is mine, its yours too but you havnt noticed.
My mind said it was so right
But it has turned out once again to be non existing.
lost intentions. Sureal thoughts because i could not follow.
the haze is luxury. fake times.
I'm exiting. flashing red exit sign right around the corner.... everythigns around the corner.
im exiting
take a journey
regretting. too many people
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I like the choppy, punk style of many of your pieces, especially this one. I also like the style in which you take apart and rearrange many words ala e.e. cummings or bill bissett (two poets who did a lot of experimentation with how words are scrambled and experimented with),
you have much potential as an experimental poet. Keep it up freakenstein! love your work!
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