The Music Box
A child’s music
box, painted in gold and dust
is left to the flies
The Music Box
A child’s music
box, painted in gold and dust
is left to the flies
To have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
Echoes | 1 | 12/29/2009 |
Love, or So I Thought | 0 | 12/29/2009 |
Perfection | 0 | 12/29/2009 |
F.A.G. | 0 | 12/29/2009 |
The Lover and the Locust | 0 | 12/29/2009 |
His Plaid Shirt | 0 | 12/29/2009 |
The Music Box | 0 | 12/29/2009 |
Shining | 0 | 12/29/2009 |
My Muse is a Boy | 1 | 12/29/2009 |
I Witnessed a Drowning | 0 | 12/29/2009 |
My Great Escape | 0 | 05/23/2009 |
Asleep | 0 | 05/23/2009 |
Desperation | 0 | 05/23/2009 |
The Midnight Hour | 1 | 05/21/2009 |
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