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So Slow

October 25, 2010
By rebisayshi BRONZE, Los Angeles, CA, California
rebisayshi BRONZE, Los Angeles, CA, California
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Favorite Quote:
Can you imagine? Can you imagine? Can you imagine walking around with the very word of art enshrined inside of you? Because the word of salvation is art. It gets inside you, inside me. And the words that I speak are spirit, and are Art.

Chasing pigeons on sand
Watching seagulls on land
As they fly on the wind
like a goodbye.

Old things, like the fabric of hope
she hangs from a rope
falling down the wide slope
full of purple.

Laughing, down the river of tears
she rests her head here
for another odd year
crawling by her.

Sailing, with her head in the clouds
she wakes up and pouts
At her dress ripped to shrouds
On the sidewalk.

Night falls, when you see how they run
Shooting birds from a gun
To the head of the sun
till the morning.

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