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Grown Cub

Cub who cannot roar,
my mane is thick.
I am beautiful.
Old but curious,
loving the lovers.
Faithful.
Whether nature or nurture,
I cannot roar.
A pointless grown cub
surrounded by lions.

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  1. #1 by Evelyn on February 11, 2011 - 8:54 pm

    “I cannot roar.
    A pointless grown cub
    surrounded by lions.”
    this makes so much sense if you really think about it.
    again, this feels different

    • #2 by Carl on February 11, 2011 - 10:07 pm

      hmmmmmm Thank you! I like the baby cubs.

  2. #3 by kolembo on February 11, 2011 - 9:10 pm

    Mein Gott Mon, arrete! So vast and small at once? Quantum stuff! I see your style now, and it is gauze, delicate, over what there is…

    • #4 by Carl on February 11, 2011 - 10:20 pm

      Thank you for this. You help me learn. I like gauze and delicate of what is there…that seems to be a good thing to shoot for…

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