(osis)

A Poem by Cassidy Mask

We’re psychotic

Dangerous

On edge.

We’re hands

Resting on a keyboard

As we wait

For inspiration.

We’re fingers

Tapping restlessly.

In a dawn

That reeks of insomnia

I look upon

The mess of my creation.

© 2012 Cassidy Mask

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Beatrice Mars

'in a dawn that reeks of insomnia.' that is amazing. just the mix of senses and and the messiness of writersblock and the contrast of the first few lines...again, could gush for ages, but I must sleep..xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Cassidy Mask

Singapore

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I'm at art college in Singapore. "...I never heard them laugh. They had, Instead, this tic of scratching quotes in air - like frightened mimes inside their box of style, that first class carriag.. more..