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  Curved Spines And Desire

He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began.

~Lev Nikolayevich Tolstaoy (Anna Karenina)

When someone asks me about a poem I might have written a day earlier, I usually make a surprised face. No, I don’t fake it, I make it. It is real. Because for each poem that leaves my cognitive train of thought to find temporary residence on a piece of paper, there are other twenty already jostling for a way out, through that narrow orifice which is the end of my pen. You wouldn’t expect me to remember all of them, would you?

    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Morning Lust
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Scribbles
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Scribbles, Two
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Propaganda
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Some
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  What Matters
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Districts
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Erotica?
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Inauguration
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Universe
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Cyclops
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Point Of View
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Away
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Refusal's
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Re
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Knowledge
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Magic?
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Sunburn
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Watching You
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  The End Of The Journey
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Gemini
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  The Short Year
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Death Of The Rainbow
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Immotion
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Dragon's Mouth
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Extemporaneous
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Jewels
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Key
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Pillow Talk
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  The Moment
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Barter
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  The Kiss
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Between
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  That One Word
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Shape
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  The Night Before The Day
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Introversity
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Explorer
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Limits
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Annabel Lee
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Clover
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Nightingale Sob
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Dance
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Bottomless
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Everything
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Crossroads
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  The Kiss I Sent You...
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Secret
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Hair Wash
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Unpainting The Butterfly
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Diurnal
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Dots
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  White Sound
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Chameleon
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Fragments
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Don't Cross Your Eyes
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  birthday
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Bottomless, Two
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Impossillities
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Allegories Of Misery
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Miracle
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Remember My Memories?...
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Moon Fires
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Love Story
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Foreplay
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  So...oft
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Something To Do With Rhyme
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  blinded by my night
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Pity
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  The Love Letter
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Rain
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Stages
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Radio
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Hmm... Strange Story
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Of Sanity And In
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Tox Duality
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Parallax
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Picnic
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Flow Into My Valley, Lover
    dot    ©anonymouscurve  Seventy Seven



    anonymouscurve is a pseudonym for yossi faybish blank