"He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realise" ~ Oscar Wilde
it is not artistic or poetic. it is just the ramblings of a twenty-something girl stuck in her dream world, waiting for her escape. it is about a girl who knows where she wants to be but doesn't know how to get there. can she write her way into reality?
18 November 2012
shall we carouse?
Ubiquitous fog Seduces me astray Desolate forecast Abducts me today. Exigency of city life Entices me, arouse Quandary resolved En masse, carouse.
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