Late Night Heptad Two

Late Night Heptad Two

A Poem by Invisible Ink
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Heptad: a group or series of seven

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who knows why these words are chosen
pulled at a coins edge from the edge of my mind
too late to push back, too early to scream
but the dribble of feelings, a no man’s-land
of trembling life, naked.
cling to beauty before it decays into knowledge
only dead men can understand what we wish to know

© 2010 Invisible Ink


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Invisible Ink
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Added on February 10, 2010
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Invisible Ink
Invisible Ink

Belton, TX



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