The Fog of ... Something

The Fog of ... Something

A Poem by Selentic
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7.22.2007 poetry at 2 AM.

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Broke my compass for a microscope
That's broke much like my nation.
Checked the focus twice for hope,
But I feel opaque temptation.

Past mastery, this mystery
Outside me has no master.
My game is won, for history,
But it feels like I've run past her.
 

© 2008 Selentic


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Selentic
Selentic

Westlake Village, CA



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I'm an 18-year-old human male currently studying English at California Polytechnic University in San Luis Obispo, or otherwise vagabonding throughout the universe with a guitar in hand and a girl in a.. more..