Catch his tears in resin or ink or words or clay and string them up around him, fancy ornaments like something interesting for me to care about.
This creates such a vivid mental image for me. The rest of it, I am trying to block the mental images, because they are just too much, it's all I can do to read the words and not start yelling. That image though. It feels so angry, it's become emotionally detached.
I'm sorry, that's not really very coherent. But this poem is sticking in my head.
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Date: 2010-03-19 01:27 am (UTC)or ink or words or clay
and string them up around him, fancy ornaments like something interesting
for me to care about.
This creates such a vivid mental image for me. The rest of it, I am trying to block the mental images, because they are just too much, it's all I can do to read the words and not start yelling. That image though. It feels so angry, it's become emotionally detached.
I'm sorry, that's not really very coherent. But this poem is sticking in my head.