noise soundless
mind speaking
heard
hard thoughts new
evil a riot
crazy
insane
where she
is unknown lost
worry more
straight thinking
less
but no
lost not
the wire speaks
sustenance thrown
body weak
here
alive not lost
trash anxiety
trash worry
trash doubt
my love
returns
to me
lost not
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The words move and the dual purpose of the curves of a woman is a nice touch and I applaud how you conquered that restriction.
Thank you, so few here recognize the versatility of the e e cummings style...or its de minimus use of language to convey emotion. One commentor on one of my poems in this style thought I'd left too many words out...shame some folks can only see but not feel.
I invite you to read my posted piece that compares hip hop and jazz. Titled
Thelonius Reborn as the Dee Oh Double G
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