In the deepest streets
In the coldest thoughts
I am a reckless survivor
Dreaming in poetry
As a small pebble
Tucked away
Under the entire
Weight
Of the universe.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
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Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.
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