Real letters about real women
4:32 a.m., May 22
oranges on the table don't appear real
the wooden bowl
not sure if it's really wood
the dog laying at my feet - dreaming
hasn't moved in awhile
coffee i'm drinking - where did it come from
haven't shaved in days
the mirror just an image
the razor
a test
the blood is real
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Comments
Ruth Newell May 9, 2012 @ 1:16 p.m.
Kisses, razors...a line line to reality, no?
Ruth Newell May 9, 2012 @ 5:56 p.m.
Fine line, I meant.
richzombie May 11, 2012 @ 10:55 a.m.
now that you mention it - yes
nan shartel May 9, 2012 @ 3:22 p.m.
uh oh... dissociation day eh
great poem 4 the mentally shifting!!
richzombie May 11, 2012 @ 10:57 a.m.
Nan - mentally shifting - that's one way to describe it -
quillpena May 10, 2012 @ 11:38 p.m.
sometimes it takes the sight of blood to bring us back to reality
richzombie May 11, 2012 @ 10:49 a.m.
Q - thinking you are right on - on that take
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