Untitled #72 / Curious Soul

Ah! Curious soul! Do you really believe
you are reading ink on paper? Nay!
Nay! It is blood spilled from a broken heart!
Turn away, my friend, for my soul is wretched!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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May 28, 2009 at 3:03 PM
I like this! It reminds me of something Edgar Allen Poe would scribble down in a rush...riding in a horse and buggy...just after he dies from an epileptic seizure in Baltimore in some alley. Fun write!
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