wow!
Wow, suddenly my poetry came alive and it was me!
Standing on the brink of death, but filled with the fullest light of life, all or none, hazy shades of mental perception, the bad and the good, the pain and the joy, the sorrow and the humor, I grabbed this vision of a world, twisted it, stretched it, rolled it into a ball, and threw it over my shoulder.
A moment later it was back.
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1998