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Open Poetry #14

The life of smoke...

The Jackal
Member

since 1999-08-13

Posts 426
Springfield, Massachusetts U.S.A

0 posted 2001-06-08 01:09 AM

sleeping as if  yes   was a   will ....          was    a weapon
  that       i've never      fired
     this nod        to patience       in the    dark\    this   nod to keep myself     awake    is the missing cure        ive been longing for

maybee ..im sorry maybe     i never am
disorder           withdrawal
      out of shape s         in the end
just a processed man   (of limits and no escapes)
  why       dont      (we )                 and       why shouldnt we
  and  why     wouldnt we
smother  bloated     bothered     heads            for      just      mere      tasteless toppings        of real       random moments
captured by a creature feature   that
             someon e has watched  carelessly       slip away     and    we wondered  why        it  never had much to say\/_

how formless                                     how polite  and out of the way                      can i stay

   the one you look upon  is still waiting           for me as for you
       the  sliding face    of fools
   good night  places     goodnight dreams
           the scenery remains the same       just a rotating list of disease,   if you please

       dont be s . o  . o     low    that you refuse to jump over moments      that never flow
                and never will
         let go      theres
           only     one      mind
         and its running out of     energy
even  while i     whine

it may well be    that there is'nt   more to show     HERE.
                                                    so go home now    to your fridge wide open
  indulge your insides   just eat the  outside
    leave me the inside     just eat the outside
                                                          forget this aimless  fashion show
           forget the man that just wont go
                                                      / at attention  and still pumping / yet good
             for relatively nothing

i will know  everything there is to know
                                                      with my flavored watered that i cant taste
                                                    against the tiles      i   am pressed   impressed
                                                  created edible
         but unable to clean up this mess....

no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate

ethome
Member Patricius

since 2000-05-14

Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada

1 posted 2001-06-08 06:06 AM

Very interesting format and write!

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