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poeming can be the pits
unless you sits
and pens a quick
one. We are masqued
and tasked
only to de
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,-light.
..
..
poeming can be the pits
unless you sits
and pens a quick
one. We are masqued
and tasked
only to de
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,-light.
..
Yes, only to De. This has me picturing a pendulum going back and forth between two faces. But both are you. 🙂 So there are either two of you, or you are really fast! It makes me think you’re trying to make Poe laugh, serious man that he is. So you’re kind of swinging back and forth with the pendulum, only slightly faster, while he watches time.
“unless you sits” … I love that. 🙂
These are great.
know the feeling – I caught a poem last night, but by this morning it had escaped
I love this, being a lover of Poem and a studier of his life. He lived here in Richmond for a bit. We are masqued…love it.
Poe…not poem. But poem, yes.
Love the tinies!