Lightning in the Sky: Poetry for a Dark Age

SM NEWMAN

9/26/11

THE STARTING BLOCK

We all begin
As a blob
And then slowly take shape
We arrive
To applause
And if we don't
Leave the same way
We have no one to blame
But ourselves
Posted by SM Newman at 9:58 AM
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      • IN THE DITCH
      • WHAT NEED HAVE WE
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      • MODERN WORLD
      • AGAIN
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      • SO MUCH
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      • FEELS REAL
      • IN FOGGINESS
      • THE WAYWARD WIND
      • WRONGNESS
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