SYMBIOTES...............poetry train car number whatever.........
their destinies forever entwined the opium poppies stare dreamily into the night sky seeing the faces of future junkies in the rolling clouds content in the knowledge that they will meet again soon
holy addictive smoke Stak! That's completely awesome! My favorite of everything you've posted on the train so far. This poem is smokin! (cringe - yeah, bad, bad pun - i couldn't resist)
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holy addictive smoke Stak! That's completely awesome! My favorite of everything you've posted on the train so far. This poem is smokin!
(cringe - yeah, bad, bad pun - i couldn't resist)
I'm with Rhian -- very evocative personification there, Stak!
Hi Stak, followed Rhi over here. Nice slant. Rather gave me a chill.
Thanks.
Yes, very powerful, yet appropriately dreamy at the same time.
Whoa. I was staring at that picture, the top one, and somehow, I knew that opium would be in the poem.
My witchy sense at work once more, I suppose.
Both pictures really mesmerize. I really liked the center of the poem:
"the opium poppies
stare dreamily into the night sky
seeing the faces of future junkies"
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