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and some not-so-big words too.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

may i be deficient
(not like Thirst Quenching and
Chewable Multi)
hungry cold and wantingly

Without and knowingly

when you are Not Here
(let me feel)
alone.
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  1. mary shelleyOctober 12, 2010 at 6:19 AM

    Moonbeam, I think this is your best cummings poem yet. The narrative is clearly conveyed, not lost in the form (which has been the struggle, no?). Bravo!

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