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crinkled crispness
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crinkled crispness |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia 
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With crinkled crispness, blasphemous chill winds blow, closing the credibility gaps in my walled fortress. You are not a seasonal allergy clinging to my sensibilities like some sticker burr or chestnut. I’ve tried to brush you away but find you sitting still, the portrait of patience. And I laugh at the absurdity of it all. Fall. And who should catch me if I do? I mock myself daily, for the motion picture version of me is not appealing though the still shots still intrigue if you stand back a bit. Winter is just around the corner, don’t you know? Still life scenes cluster capriciously inside this weary head like some cheap paint-by-number kit, backdropped against some misty-edged memories sitting in faded hues, painted by worn out brushes stroking the canvas in hopes a multitude of living colors remain ingrained within. But a worn threadbare canvas tears easily, don’t you know? |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
But a worn threadbare canvas tears easily, don’t you know? yes but always more paint to cover liked the tone to this piece very much |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Liked the anaology here a lot, Kacy....that's some darn good writing, don't you know!  ......jo |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan |
in faded hues, painted by worn out brushes stroking the canvas in hopes a multitude of living colors remain ingrained within those words are magic great writing mids : ) ~wolfy |
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