<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430732" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pins and Needles</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am a pin among needles<br>Clamouring for supremacy <br>Within a junkyard asylum <br>Where to win is a treadmill <br>Of repetitious manoeuvres <br>Heading forever in saucer <br>Towards the high peaks of matte paintings <br>Conveying the false felicitations <br>Of the ringmasters intrigues <br>Conspired in suited hyperbole <br>Through the tip of the whip that tortures desires <br>Through my magnetic obsessions <br>And deprecated occupations <br>That polarizes my character <br>Into the disconnected hemispheres <br>Lingering in vertices of static hope and wedded fear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Passive aggressive is the flame <br>In which the third stone rides the train <br>And I staire drifting in a crowded shadow<br>Stepping over the ground of a thousand paper cuts <br>Across a bad-mannered ocean <br>Bruised as I ceil the astronauts world <br>Fulfilled in the portrait <br>Of disintegrating ambitions<br>And mythological delusions<br>That becomes my descendents <br>of broken dreams in hearts of clay<br>Never crafted into shape <br>while disaster orchestrate <br>my behaviours neutered well<br>Like Newton's cradle ricocheting <br>Pins and Needles in the hay<br>In which everything becomes the same </div><div style="margin:10px 0">as Persona non Grata</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kevin+Patrick">Kevin Patrick</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430732" data-title="Pins and Needles de Kevin Patrick" data-description="I am a pin among needles Clamouring for supremacy Within a junkyard asylum Where to win is a treadmill Of repetitious manoeuvres Heading forever in saucer Towards the high peaks of matte paintings Conveying the false felicitations Of the ri..."></div> </div> </div>

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