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Box Nr 1978

It is raining firecrackers,
fast feelings for the deaf,
I stand skin peeled, sound;
move me, I watch her dance,
our fiery fingers are safe,
and I must shape her again,
with nothing but rain then,
I know she will, remove me.

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On Wednesday September 5th, 2007, purr_verse (1435) writes:

This is a very compelling write. The imagery is fascinating and the italicised lines extremely effective. I think of matches and secrets and passion, and I know that I don't entirely 'get' it but it doesn't matter. Format is fantastic. A genuinely interes

On Wednesday September 5th, 2007, purr_verse (1435) writes:

interesting write; magic.

On Wednesday September 5th, 2007, heartdripsblack (768) writes:

this was very powerful. i loved it. ~ f_b.

On Wednesday September 5th, 2007, Bakkhus Unbound (1103) writes:

"I stand skin peeled" Although I do not understand the title, I love the title - it is why I read this poem and am glad I did. There's some kind of magic, something fantastical in the shape of the 'Box' you created, OK, I think I now get the idea of...

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