Open Poetry #17 |
Corridors |
amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
Walking through you, Is like Walking through corridors. Banging on doors, Until- When in exasperation- I cry out, And you finally Let me in. Only to discover, That there lies ahead, Another corridor, And I pray my hands won't bleed! p. Exp/Journal of Art and Lit. 1988 |
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mirror man Senior Member
since 2001-01-08
Posts 814 |
Very interesting poem. Well done. |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
makes me think of trying to navigate someone's heart.....I like this |
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