The edge of the outside
Capturing the space between
Thursday, 13 August 2009
The flaws
Your words are my silence
Your bravado my reserve,
Your order my chaos
Your line my curve.
Your pedantry is my enquiry,
Your haste my pause,
This is our dichotomy
And it's finding the flaws.
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