Covering Creeley's The Flower
In a wood where noone goes
I think
I grow tensions
like flowers
Pain is in each wound
the tiny blossom
imperceptible
perfect
Pain is a flower like that one
Pain is a flower like this one
Pain is a flower like that one
Pain is a flower like this one
in a wood
I grow tensions like that flower
pain is like this flower
imperceptible blossom
perfect blossom
the wound is perfect
where nobody goes
nobody goes in the wood --
imperceptible
pain like a perfect flower
i think i grow tensions
in the woods
i think i grow tensions
no one
i think i grow tensions
imperceptible tiny
i think i grow tensions
tiny tiny blossoms
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
this one that one this one that
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
please (imperceptibly)
read every word
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
i think i grow tensions
repeat
I think I grow tensions
like fowers
in a wood where
nobody goes.
Each wound is perfect,
encloses itself in a tiny
imperceptible blossom,
making pain.
Pain is a flower like that one,
like this one,
like that one,
like this one.
a flower is
tension
in a wood
is a
wound
is making
pain is
tiny
is this
and that is
this is this
i like this poem very much. the earth and the stalk to feed and nourish
to make so explain the sound in the air and the bee and wind and the
need for ginnie who s not in this and that i love her how is where
nobody goes a flower. cover as in making also version.
tension imperceptible
love and desire
making wound
e x p l o d e
painful
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*note to "Covering Creeley's The Flower"
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