i need to learn
loneliness
picking blueberries
amidst the Isle of
Langerhans;
digesting
them as i go along.
above are cloud-boats,
menancing like
thundergods.
should i make oars
of prickly, dark-
staining bunches
or wait
til the blues
have been
absorbed into the
lapping waves
like friendly rocks
Saturday, December 05, 2009
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4 comments:
You sound thoroughly traumatised by your studies.
LOL. is it that bad... sharon said she quite liked it. bummer.
no it's not haha. but it sounds like you're really traumatised.
heh actually i've been dying to write a poem about the isle of langerhans ever since i learnt abt it in bio. yay life dream accomplished..
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