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Refulgent

Member since 2002 · Posted 18 Jun 2003 · Edited 18 Jun 2003 · 4 comments

Deep in the southern hemisphere a lighthouse, clutching earth touches space. Its Fresnal lenses have fallen away and the strobe hangles with a million candela splintering the universe.

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[9] horus8 18-Jun-03/10:13 AM Reply

http://www.garageband.com/genre/raprock

I'm at the bottom of the page, laughing.

[7] willknots_chick 18-Jun-03/11:38 AM Reply

yeah...ok

[n/a] INTRANSIT › willknots_chick 18-Jun-03/2:07 PM Reply

Pinkie could kick your ass. and he's only got 3 years on ya.

[9] Jill Stockinger 29-Dec-20/4:04 PM Reply

Lovely use of the word hangles (to hang from a hook...)
I would remove the comma between lighthouse and clutching- no comma needed. Beautiful poem. Really well done.