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terra firma
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terra firma |
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Edward Grim Senior Member
since 2005-12-18
Posts 1154Greenville, South Carolina 
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This poem is weird, I know. It shows the absurdist in me. terra firma I walk out to wake and able to lie Down and replace the past. Like sorrowfulness in me Like when the feet are hitting, rotting away humanity. Just take my feet upon a lucid me It me I it be? The Ground? Yeah, that’s it… Tears of fall cannot break me Unless I fear something, But what torture time surely Comes a decorated travesty. Called earth, Called home, Called acid to and from this land. This might be the earthquake back where my Mind cannot best back down to this. Something sucking seeds The float has me Simplicity not a path Within a jar to reality. So corrode. Not forsake my eternity. Hole-puncher walkways Leading to me. Like plants without Water must down upon the ground Something else calling drop footsteps Dripping it surely could burn. “True absurdism is not less but more real than reality” |
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exhale Senior Member
since 2003-06-13
Posts 646Alberta,Canada |
Are you kidding! I thought this was great, whether it was weird or not doesn't even come into the picture  Simplicity not a path Within a jar to reality. So corrode. Not forsake my eternity. Hole-puncher walkways Leading to me. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
absurd? I didn't think so. But then, my life is absurd, so this could be absurd, but normal for me. Y'see?  |
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