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Softly Spoken Magic Spell

Amorphous face fold Half a diamond bowl Spoon of flight Peace for thought Collectible platforms Metaphase approach Fractioned subjective slides Schizophrenic mathematical Blanks Polyphonic bubble meal Psychedelic breakfast blue Like orbital vertex cubes Cotton-stone vocal quake Delighted taste [Yummy yummy…] NOTE: I highly recomend this poem to be read outloud with an excelent (and even excesive) articulation of every sound. Enjoy =)

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P P

Date: 12/1/2009 11:04:00 PM

Good Pen,All Things Alike.

Sara Kendrick

Date: 11/20/2009 10:16:00 AM

Interesting thoughts that have been typed here today. Keep the creative thoughts flowing. Sara

Gert W. Knop

Date: 10/30/2009 1:38:00 PM

Great thoughts and words, Cesar! And thank you for all your commets!...Keep writing!...Gert

Jay Loveless

Date: 10/16/2009 9:48:00 AM

0.0 amazing man. gotta read some of your art trippin xD ....speakin of which i really wish i had one to light right now lol nice work though. and thanks for the comments

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 10/15/2009 4:30:00 PM

keep going, nice words here, are you talking about drugs on a sugar cube?

Donna Golden

Date: 10/8/2009 10:30:00 PM

Very intriguing and interesting piece, Cesar! I'm going to have to read this again in the morning, then, I might be able to discern its meaning. But, for now, I'm so sleepy, this looks like word salad! ;o) Hugs, Donna

P Sheart

Date: 10/4/2009 3:56:00 PM

Hi Cesar I read several different meaning in this one. Love the second to last line. A outstanding write. Truly enjoyed. Look forward to reading more of your amazing poetry. Thanks for sharing. Take care Love Light Truth Patricia

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 10/4/2009 12:43:00 PM

A very intelligent write, Cesar. If our breadbasket falls empty and life forms are destroyed, a "psychedelic breakfast blue" might be our best hope for furvival. This can certainly be taken on two levels -- brilliant writing! It goes to my faves. Love, carolyn