my mind is

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my mind isa big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and taste and smell and hearing and sight keep hitting and chipping with sharp fatal tool sin an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of chrome and execute strides of cobalt nevertheless i feel that i cleverly am being altered that i slightly am becoming something a little different, in fact myself Hereupon helpless i utter lilac shrieks and scarlet bellowings.

-ee cummings

Comments

[ykk.livejournal.com]

whoa. coolness. :D

[fototropical.livejournal.com]

i really like this poem -- thanks for posting.
what collection is it from?

[amybelle1210.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you liked it.
This poem is from XLI Poems which was written in 1925.
This was his second publication of poetry, I believe.