The Shape of Meaning
By Ewan
Tue, 08 Apr 2008
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I write in words
held in limbo
between two tongues.
Swaying on a rope bridge
between two cultures,
it’s no surprise
they sometimes fall
into the abyss of
misunderstanding.
The words I use
are not mine:
as foreign to me
as I seem to you.
Do not hate me if
the pieces do not
fit and the meaning
that you take is
other than the one
I meant to give.
Or should I say nothing;
and let silent safety
provoke no reaction,
while the Bell’s Palsy
of the disconnected
transforms my face
into the mask
you think it is?
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like this lots. flows well
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like this lots. flows well to a strong ending -cool
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