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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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I do not want to go to sleep. I do not want to greet tomorrow. Rollercoaster's ecstacy-- A landing on familiar sorrow. On the morrow, I'll be sick. the loan shark comes... for payment's bliss, the flesh rebels in spite of it-- to make me wish I'd never borrowed. And yet? A quest still beckons me... A cradling of comfort-- webbed... a sticky kiss of spider's lust a mockery of self in beg... I do not want to go to bed... for if I do? I'll wake. Oh tell me something else to do... tell me somewhere else to be... something I can hold on to-- stop my murdering of me. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Those dang things keep showing up every month don't they? Powerful vivid language in this one Serenity...poof de betts .... poor baby's got to make her payments......well written I enjoyed every bit of it....ethome |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
S'en, payment of a debt? Am I missing something here. all bets are called off (I can't afford to have you keep winning like this  )Write on Kethry |
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Wishmaster Junior Member
since 2000-12-03
Posts 24Luton, Bedfordshire, England |
Hi, I'm new here and this is my first post at this website, so here goes... Your poem is filled with vivid imagery that portrayed a powerful sense of despondancy. It was almost like the feeling of 'being trapped in a submarine at the bottom of the ocean that cannot surface, no way up, no way out'. How we have all wished later on that we had not rushed into finance for this or HP for that. Good poetry. Wishmaster. ~ You cannot be what you want to be if you do not know who you are ~ |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
a sticky kiss of spider's lust a mockery of self in beg... I do not want to go to bed... for if I do? I'll wake. Oh tell me something else to do... tell me somewhere else to be... something I can hold on to-- stop my murdering of me. ================ me thinks we aint talking bout paying the rent ... and staying awake wont work either...tried it reality still comes with the sunrise... but sometimes ..so does respite... felt this one me twin... your poetry is screaming in its emote baby and in its grace of you hugs luvie me I looked into the sky for my anthem The words and music came through But words and music can never touch the beauty that I've seen Looking into you |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
"a sticky kiss of spider's lust a mockery of self in beg..." yowwwwch!!! geez, girl! get OUT of my head!!!!  |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
ethome? thank you for the sympathy and the "poor baby!" lol...hugs to you long overdue. and Kethry, m'friend...you are writing so much and so superbly that it's getting difficult to keep up...you're clearly the winner here! Wishmaster, your reply thrilled me because yes, that is exactly the feeling...thank you much for understanding. Janet...big freaking SIGH...yep, I am still shadow boxing over here...and you m'twin...always seem to know when...hopefully tomorrow I can do better. doreen? Oh dear...I hope this isn't from inside of your head...lol...I could use a ride on a good trapeze about now...how 'bout you? lol..winks...and grins...(forgot to ask about the safety net) |
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