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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471319" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Forgot How to Do It</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's a storm brewing, <br>And a moth in the ceiling <br>And there's a man blatantly rusting<br>Encrusting with cobwebs, chipped and jagged<br>By the corner siphoned of salvation<br>No God to talk to, kneading for redemption<br>Talk to the man with a lion for a head<br>Or the colossal mandrill, sagacious king<br>No orphan nor dream, nothing could redeem <br>The crevasse that cleaved<br>Now, asunder. Now, leave.<br>Forlorn child, where should a soul reside? <br>No body too scarce, <br>When you rest beneath these scars<br>And live without breathing<br>Or breathe without living<br>The phantom vanished from the masquerade<br>What haunts with the undertow? <br>Morsels of bereavement<br>Will lacerate the lungs in billows<br>Asphyxiate in gallows<br>Breathe, synthetic. Breathe, asthenic.<br>Then take a pen and a palette<br>For a heart and soul instead<br>Steadfast your quavering hands<br>Vehement to spin the roulette<br>Sturdy as those of the clock<br>Or the ship bludgeoning by the dock<br>Let it succumb all you cannot swallow<br>When you forgot how to do it, <br>There's another piece of bliss <br>Perhaps you can borrow<br>Quit, all too narrow. Quit, perhaps tomorrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</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=471319" data-title="I Forgot How to Do It de Norman Santos" data-description="There's a storm brewing, And a moth in the ceiling And there's a man blatantly rusting Encrusting with cobwebs, chipped and jagged By the corner siphoned of salvation No God to talk to, kneading for redemption Talk to the man with a lion for a h..."></div> </div> </div>
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