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“Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.“

Carl Sandburg
לפני 15 שנים. 10 בינואר 2009 בשעה 22:37



Lust
What else could be the point of living?

Gluttony
I tasted your home made bread
before it reached the right temperature
and now I keep the bag tightly closed
to keep the smell from giving them funny ideas.

Greed
The options are infinite, yet
I wanna know everything and I
Wanna know now.

Sloth
My guide once told me,
My disease is
Time wasting.

Wrath
I can no longer contain anger
When the wind in my face
Makes my eyes water.
Don’t you know
The Coriolis Effect
Doesn’t affect toilets?!

Envy
I wanna be like one of those
People with special needs
By definition,
So I can sit on the lawn all day and
Watch the clouds as they pass by.

Pride
I never part with it
But sometimes I shackle it to my leg
Move it a couple of feet to the side
And act like it’s not even there.
I’m not much of a performer.



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