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The Circle Is Dead

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The Circle Is Dead

Babylon doesn't weep anymore
her gypsy, violet skies anger the god and his child
she's got the flesh on her side

Cool on the perimeter...meet the night
private sorrow...i won't spill again

Shed the audience, no mistake
The clowns were watching...and now i am the more distant in my movement and thought

I don't need you
i'll break our dissonant union...anonymous

I am now the hidden
I trust you not to follow

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  1. Date: 1/6/2010 7:16:00 AM

    There's only one audience I can think of, the PS audience. Whether or not they're the ones you intended to shed I don't know, except that I just shed them with the same amount of anger and disgust I read here. The clowns were watching indeed.

  1. Date: 10/16/2009 8:49:00 PM

    Good evening, intriguing poem, Sincerely Moses

  1. Date: 9/30/2009 5:21:00 AM

    I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning Kalonji. Love, Carol