Scenes from a table covered with empties

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Scenes from a table covered with empties

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

0 posted 2003-09-07 05:58 PM

She's stapled posters
of Siouxsie and Smith
to the ceiling.

Near 5 a.m.,
lying on the floor,
dipping hands turning
to trace facial contours.

At several drum beats,
I'll outline an eye,
or press on to lips
right there above us.

Throwing up lyrics
to black and white pictures.
Their music widens
to cover the room.

Near 6 a.m.,
I'll drive the way back
on a deserted freeway,
shocked into silence

by the breadth and the blankness
of empty lanes,
the fragile gold light
in oncoming sunrise.

On into bed,
those eyes
stay with me,
guiding me down
as birds' reedy voices

tremble with waking
and twitter toward morning,
turning to lullabies
for cities in dust.

gemjop
Member Elite

since 2002-11-18

Posts 2587
Pencilveinia, USA

1 posted 2003-09-07 08:32 PM

hmmmm, this one confuses me a little. don't quite understand, but enjoy trying to fathom it out, though i'm sure its very simple, it was as it is written here.

I like muchly, anyways.

Instant karma's gonna get you.

Aenimal
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-11-18

Posts 7350
the ass-end of space

2 posted 2003-09-07 11:30 PM

gah haven't heard Siouxsie in ages..thanks for the nudge time to dust things off

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

3 posted 2003-09-08 11:48 AM

This is an easy one to explain. I was at a goth friend's party (hence the Siouxsie adn Smith posters) from 7 p.m. to 6 a.m. Exhausted and addled beyond compare when I got back to my house, I wrote this then collapsed until half past noon.

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