A satire

A wintercold gust in the middle of
summer
around quaking knees
rooky feelings
creeping on the seven seas

Darkness,
horrible
dreadful

Walk around the world
a foggy summereve

So beautiful
at last a hedgehog
without plastic surgery
no xl-surprised looks
and brestinplants

Look, look
If this isn't a miracle step
towards liberty
what is it;
a satire?



Poetry by Angie-M
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Written on 2005-06-04 at 13:45

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lou bergs
I love the choice of words and overall feel of this text.
You really captured the feeling of a single moment where you get like a flash of insight.

Keep it up
2005-06-05