FRACTIONS

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    FRACTIONS

    In a fraction of the spoken word
    Is found a fraction of the soul
    A fraction of the phrase
    Is a fraction of the thought

    A inhale
    Is half the body
    Half the spectrum
    Half the world

    The divisions
    Covered by the mastery of repetion
    Blind to the loss of understanding
    The loss of identity
    The loss of purpose

    Half a sound is half a man
    And half a mind

    Love is but half away from terror
    A mere step off the curb

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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