Cubes (Cubes (Cubes))

Cubes boil in suffocation.
As cubes inject with insemination.
Cubes fall over with abandonment.
How the cubes sing out lament.

Cubes of purple red and black.
Help the cubes find out what they lack.
Cubes become a mental state.
When eighteen cubes begin debate.

Cubes cannot tell help depression.
Because they are not in session.
Cubes dissolve and become nought.
Helpless cubes cannot be bought.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Culverhouse Avatar
December 1, 2009 at 3:49 PM
Cubes?? what kind of cube? interesting poem though. made me think!
Kendrick Avatar
December 1, 2009 at 3:42 PM
Interesting thoughts put to pen. First stanza second line is especially interesting. Sara
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