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lovejunkie Member
since 2003-12-31
Posts 93Indiana |
Laying on a rectangle my stomach pressed against the cloth Head tilted sideways Waiting for the sun to burst inside the box Finally it cracks Light sends shards across the floor I see you float in And my heard bursts Somehow you find the hall A maze of squares Lines and caves All the way back to your space Beyond the panels I wait Still more rectangles in my box Back through the maze myself Leaving you behind Around and around the oval Your ice oval Crystals down below Blades scratch designs Twists, spirals, and figure-eights Diamonds, stars, and zig-zags Carved by your design Sticks and discs Slide across the surface Crescents netted to catch the power More rectangles still I rest my anxious bones Chatter made from lines Your line steadies below Blurs of blue and white Back and forth against the wind Shivers Stripped down, it’s cold. Sweat drips from your curls Disappointment storms the Blue Blue spheres I love Blue spheres I lay on these rectangles for Simplified, you see It’s a rectangle block Trying to fit in an oval hole Basically, I’m the wrong shape Basically, I don’t fit Back to my padded blocks I watch you float out the door The shards creep back Dragging heaps of baggage My cold cowboy rides off again .................... Laying on a bench My stomach pressed against the cloth Head sideways Waiting for the sun To come thru the door Finally the door opens Light floods the room I see you walk in And my heart bursts Inside the room You walk down the hall Past doors Closets and storage Back to your room I wait on the other side Panels of wood block my view Return down the hall I leave you behind Around and around the rink Your ice rink Blades scratch designs Tightly crossed Intertwined shapes Carved by your design Sticks and pucks Slide across the surface Nets there to catch the force Climb up the stands I rest my anxious bones People talk about nothing A game’s played below Blurs of blue and white Back and forth Bundled up Covered up, it’s still cold Sweat drips from your hair Disappointment clouds your eyes Blue eyes I love Blue eyes I lay here for Complicated, you see It’s a rectangle block Trying to fit in an oval hole Basically, I’m the wrong shape Basically, I don’t fit Back to my seat I watch you walk out the door The light leaves the room Following you in your bags My cold cowboy rides off again "All you need is love..." -The Beatles |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
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