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heckman. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Wooden bird with velvet wings,
dreams that streams the meaning
of thing. The clock is singing music
to your ears, Who will settle her
down with those eighty pages of
instructions while she's so
occupied being free?
Computer bury me asunder by
the root of an old palm tree.
Drink in the only water that
could save me from this desert.
Don't make my life feel
something it won't.