作者blackbells (?玲)
看板poetry
標題[創作] The Fear of being Displaced
時間Fri Jun 16 04:17:40 2006
It was the day when everything went wrong suddenly
I found myself hanging,
upside down on the pinnacle of earth,
looking down vertically
on my horizontal life.
Flesh bag, protein molds
plain plain plain.
What's to be loved of?
What's to be cared?
I shall hang myself on the wall leaving
the note:
"I'm sorry but I DID try to love you"
What is the meaning of existence when
you are a mere molecule where
everyone's the same (even better?)
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1F：推 chansaowan:we are all of the same components, 140.122.61.222 07/08 16:35
2F：→ chansaowan:only the structure differs. 140.122.61.222 07/08 16:37
3F：→ chansaowan:we are diversity springing from 140.122.61.222 07/08 16:38
4F：→ chansaowan:sameness...(good poem, push)^^ 140.122.61.222 07/08 16:39
5F：推 AbsentSoul:Infinite Diversity....of infinte 218.161.6.114 07/20 23:46
6F：→ AbsentSoul:Combinations.... 218.161.6.114 07/20 23:46
7F：→ AbsentSoul:Great poem 218.161.6.114 07/20 23:47
8F：推 blackbells:Thank you O_Q 59.117.119.189 11/02 12:22