How the echo filters reality
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It creeps up on me early morning
and again late afternoon
a microcephalic shadow,
almost the length of a football pitch,
Land of the giants view
My childlike head is miles
away and dwind...
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Categories:
microcephalic, deep, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
The Silence
...The Silence
We were on that school bus,
a big yellow one with black letters on its sides,
spelling out Whittier Union, and you and I sat next to each other
talking, arguing and giggling, you ...
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Categories:
microcephalic, dream,
Form: Free verse