October 10, 2007

Proxy servers

By writesome

Thoughts move through
to accomplish their mission

Doubt fills the spaces
and kinks communication

Layers of fibre
spread the thoughts flat

Voices are heard
and understood

I warned you this was just going to get weird.

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I've been wanting to do this for a while. Now I can type instead of pen scratch in a journal. It's an experiment, but isn't life. I wish you joy and happiness. May life bless you and may you bless life. View all posts by writesome

This entry was posted on Wednesday, October 10th, 2007 at 9:40 pm and posted in Poetry. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

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3 responses to “Proxy servers”

• brahnamin
  October 11th, 2007 at 2:21 am

  we likes weird we does, mum 😯

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• Walter Termeer
  February 13th, 2008 at 12:36 am

  Not weird at all, requires thought, the complicated struggle with the thing we call our brain. When is it thought, when are they emotions, what is the difference. Deep I like it

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• writesome
  February 13th, 2008 at 9:54 am

  And deeper still with your interpretation, Walter.

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