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The Ragged Edge

She cut a triangle in paper
And was dismayed by the ragged edge
How does it comfort to tell her
Nobody can

September 12, 2015

September 12, 2015

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September 12, 2015

DK's Poems

Verbal and other artyfacts from Greg "DK" Kelley

Alchemical Infusion
Contact Dk
Decay
DK’s Poems
Downstrokes
Essays and Commentaries
Happy Accidents
Liner Notes: Bloggish Commentary
Liner Notes: Rendered into Song
Music from Of Real Things
Newmade World
Numbered All My Bones
Of Real Things
Of Real Things: 1 A Teary Splash
Of Real Things: 10 Consciousness Extends
Of Real Things: 11 We
Of Real Things: 12 Monsters
Of Real Things: 13 Gods and Persons
Of Real Things: 14 The Driver of the Dodge
Of Real Things: 15 Death and the One Great Life
Of Real Things: 16 Sensory Delight
Of Real Things: 17 To Transfigure the Broken World
Of Real Things: 18 Ye Gluttons Ye Sybarites
Of Real Things: 19 Deeply Interfused
Of Real Things: 2 That Dreadful Forest
Of Real Things: 20 Fallen and Again Fallen
Of Real Things: 21 More Light
Of Real Things: 22 Thank Every One
Of Real Things: 3 What a Waste
Of Real Things: 4 The Mood of Shadow
Of Real Things: 5 An Ode on Bacchanalia
Of Real Things: 6 Science and the Fall
Of Real Things: 7 Majesty and Mosquito
Of Real Things: 8 The Experience of Tree
Of Real Things: 9 Vertigo
Of Real Things: Epistle Dedicatory
Poems
Rendered into Song
Rendered into Song: Instrumental Versions
Songs
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