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Flies In My Head

My mind coalescence into a mush Flies of the past reeling to the present My used head doesn’t want to give a push Only the butterflies leave such a dent The fields of the lost mind are very lush Doesn’t show progress that others have lent My head is swarmed with little bugs, mildly Showing the pain and tearing directly Russell Sivey

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Don Johnson

Date: 1/16/2013 11:39:00 PM

brain in motion words verbose, ole johnson feeling comatose, interesting poem here mate, keep em coming out de gate... Aussies used to dip sheep in arsenic liquid troughs and had it all over them for hours a day....its a poison that accumimilates in your system till death... Some say Napolean got the slow death treatment???

Debra Squyres

Date: 1/16/2013 3:12:00 PM

Another form I must look up lol I see abababcc rhyme and it is well done and stays on subject. Had to look up caolescence and when I did it gave the poem more meaning to me. Perhaps a bug spray nosespray?? lol The past has a way of flying in and causing disruptions of thought. Well thought out poem !! Enjoyed

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/16/2013 2:27:00 PM

a very interesting imagery having bugs in one's head! I think it was cute to have the image of butterflies in your head and the mind "lost in thought" as a lush field!