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Octopus Ink
photo credit Rush Merchant III
Octopus Ink
It’s too delicate to express
Without risking failure
Danger of going too far
Pulses in my chest like fright
Pathos of saying nothing
Doing nothing
Procrastinating indicates how little
I know
I push forward anyway
Damming a river
Like a core of engineers
This river has flooded before
And flooding
(I believe...
Wednesday 14th December 2011 4:54 pm
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