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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=492101" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Poetry At 4: 09 A.m., Numb Left Arm, And Fear</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">discover that poetry<br>are mere feelings, others<br>who succeed at this<br>craft have nothing<br>to tell really, <br>falling out of logic<br>and taking side<br>with images<br>like a slide show of<br>children's pictures<br>with their overprotective<br>mothers in <br>fantasy land, <br>riding on teacups and<br>having pleasantries<br>with Alice <br>in Wonderland, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">know that poetry is<br>a crutch, a dam of<br>emotions, to protect<br>the fields of corn<br>below the belly of<br>the great river<br>of destruction, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you write more with<br>a numb left arm now, <br>the fear spreading<br>on the chest, as the hour<br>gets creepy, and<br>threatens you with<br>a sad goodbye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is a rush here<br>to take the bus<br>you're late for almost<br>every appointment, <br>it is raining and you<br>have no umbrella, <br>you step inside<br>only to find that <br>the heel of your right<br>shoe is broken.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">fear has more to offer <br>now, than love and lust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then, you keep on <br>writing about it, <br>as though, words can<br>help.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</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=492101" data-title="Poetry At 4: 09 A.m., Numb Left Arm, And Fear de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="discover that poetry are mere feelings, others who succeed at this craft have nothing to tell really, falling out of logic and taking side with images like a slide show of children's pictures with their overprotective mothers in fantasy land, r..."></div> </div> </div>
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