a poem for today, 21 February 2012
[a word-sorted sonnet of 7 sentences and its image]
To be plain and unadorned is to be helpless and unattractive.
Relationships are forged by people who just happened to have these body parts and not the other way around.
She blacked out due to lack of oxygen but regained consciousness at roughly 23,000 feet.
I was never the man I used to be.
You’ll have seen plenty of news stories telling you that one part of the brain is bigger, or smaller, in people with a particular mental health problem, or even a specific job.
Life itself is just the dead on vacation.
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