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Chip McFlenniganChip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
edited February 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
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I knew it all along, see?
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  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    :thumbup:
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  • Chip McFlenniganChip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    My god, this is the most sad and depressing thing I've ever written.
    I knew it all along, see?
  • Chip McFlenniganChip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    And it had a typo.
    I knew it all along, see?
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    and in the attic
    sunbeams squeeze between
    cracked joists
    holes in rooftop
    and a well worn chimney
    in which i dwell as if a bat cluster
    and me
    a family circle

    somehow i have always been
    even when i had to become
    i was this before i knew

    was i this sun glow
    was i this magic
    was i ever even born
    sometimes

    sometimes i think out loud
    and say noisily
    my creation (ownness)(looking at my palms)
    as those old rings holding up forest after forest
    and me
    my tiny homestead
    is me
    you can tell so
    because here comes the sun
    again
    all torn down by man
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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