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Dull Pain

Level, smooth, cracked, dull pain.
It is my world today.
I accept this with my apple and banana as company.

My right eye hurts.
The fan is dry.
I need oil to keep the machine going.
Perfume is entirely offensive right now.

 

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This entry was posted on April 12, 2011, 8:08 am and is filed under Poems. You can follow any responses to this entry through RSS 2.0. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

  1. #1 by seabell on April 16, 2011 - 4:44 am

    I read your recent posts and particularly liked Brahms’ and this one. It happens I listened a bit of Brahms yesterday and understand how his music is capable of moving us and taking us to places. And this one, being so simple, is so poignant as pain itself!

    Reply

    • #2 by Carl on April 16, 2011 - 8:28 am

      Thank you for your comment. It means the world to me.

      Reply

  2. #3 by seabell on April 19, 2011 - 8:53 pm

    And here is a post related with Brahms and dreams…

    http://seabell.wordpress.com/2006/09/22/composers/

    Reply

    • #4 by Carl on April 19, 2011 - 10:28 pm

      That is amazing! Thank you for sharing. I’m not sure how I would respond to such a dream.

      Reply

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