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>Whispers in the Attic

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IDENTITY, I AM

This had to be a far off place
Where I am
Lodged between newsnights’ foggy web
And shores of dawning illusion after rowing’s done
This had to be a way off place Where I am.

This had to be a chalice half-full
It had to be me
Touching those desiccated lips that drink churned hopes
And make the tongue bite its eerie flesh Had to be me.

This had to be a mind that swims
Where waking lies
Ever so languid from gaping at billboards
And a game of duck and hide daily on my wriggling side
This had to be a mind that swims Where waking lies.

This had to be a body that cries
Quite like me
Cries from battles and for beans, in sincere scare and loathing
Searches a reason to love and call you by name
This had to be a body that cries Quite like me.

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This entry was posted on January 14, 2008 by in attic. identity. me.
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